How to Cope

I was really saddened to read the blog posts of my favorite blogger ever Dooce and her husband Blurb, mainly because for a long time, I looked up to them as a couple who could manage their relationship even when the dark cloud of depression hovers over it. They've always been quite upfront about the challenges that a couple faces when one partner has depression or bipolar disorder, and I like to think it has helped a lot of people who are in the same situation feel less alone in their struggle. 

Being in a serious relationship is one tough motherfucker, but being in a serious relationship with someone who has a mental disorder is the Marsellus Wallace of relationships - triple the hard work, triple the toughness. At some point during the course of the relationship, someone won't be able to cope. While that's true, really, for anyone, there's always that added, aforementioned cloud. 

If you're in one such relationship, probably the best and most important thing you can do is to seek more information about your partner, and if it comes down to it, counseling and therapy. That's almost ridiculous in our culture, of course, the idea of getting outside help, but hey, anything worth having is worth doing ridiculous stuff for. It's also always good to remember that both people in the relationship are equally as important, disorder or no. It sounds easy enough, but we don't always think it.

Okaii, I'm done being Dr. Phil.

So this week, on my running program, I picked out a song to reward myself for hitting my goals. Here is that song.

Now, ordinarily, this song is made of pure cheese, but I dare you to accomplish a goal that you and everyone around you believed you would never accomplish, and I double dare you not to break into an R. Kelly song right after it. 

What's your cheesy workout song?

Also, happy birthday, Muhammad Ali.

Also, don't SOPA me, bro.