This is the journey I survived (up to 2006) that burned down the “Old Ken” allowing the “New Ken” to emerge.
It’s an often harsh story written in the harsh language of its time. (Marine, remember?)
Some find it an offensive, F-bomb packed horror, loaded with so much pain that it’s hard to finish.
Others read it in one shot, laughing all the way through. For the same reasons.
And many also find peace, inspiration, and hope within its pages.
Depends on where you’re at.
But my system makes up the entire second half and is exactly what I did to put bipolar behind me. (And to see it for what it truly was.)
It’s possible to beat bipolar disorder
I was forced to discover this only when it was made clear that psychiatry and the medical profession held no answers.
The proof was in the data.
My last doctor gave me 6 months before I “died by cop”.
But even though he confirmed this bleak fact, he also gave me permission to try anything else, anything outside the box, that I thought might help.
Bipolar disorder was killing me.
With that death sentence in mind, I gave it one last go in an entirely new direction.
The search, the experimentation, and gradual improvement all led to what became the system I call “It Takes Guts To Live Well” that allowed me to beat bipolar disorder naturally. *(It’s called “TORQUE BACK” in the book. I’ve renamed it since.)
And even if you can, you might need something other than what I discovered.
I’m just saying, what do you have to lose by trying?
I’m also saying, I was told, multiple times by multiple doctors that bipolar was to be my life…forever.
That I’d be on meds…forever.
And that the sooner I just accepted those two facts, the sooner I could get on with life as a permanently disabled bipolar person, using the System to support what was left of me.
I fucking disagreed. With all my heart.
I walked away from them all. I walked toward a new perspective. I found new sources of help.
And I am no longer actively bipolar, since 2004.
Maybe, MAYBE, this can be you too.