The Maniac with No Knees: A Story of Resilience, Reinvention, and Recovery.
By Writers Life Magazine
In the heart of every remarkable story lies a protagonist who overcomes adversity, reinvents themselves, and ultimately finds purpose amidst chaos. In The Maniac with No Knees, Tyler Kania takes readers on a journey through a life that is anything but ordinary. From a small farm town to inner-city high school football, collegiate rugby championships, and a fast-track career in cybersecurity, his trajectory seemed set for greatness. But life threw him more than a few curveballs.
Diagnosed with Bipolar I Disorder after years of undiagnosed highs and lows, Tyler shares his intense struggles with mental illness, compounded by rare knee injuries that could have derailed anyone’s spirit. This memoir goes beyond the typical sports or career narrative, delving deeply into the complexities of mental health, resilience, and finding meaning in a turbulent world. Through raw and heartfelt storytelling, he recounts a series of manic highs and debilitating lows—moments of triumph, loss, and the unwavering support of friends who helped him find his way back to himself.
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I grew up in a small farm town and went to high school in the inner city, where I was captain of the football team before going to college at Central CT State University and playing rugby.
My rugby position is fly half which is a lot like the quarterback position in football. My team won three championships with me pulling the strings and I was selected for several all-star teams before being recruited by a premier rugby team with many players who had represented their nation.
After college, I continued to play rugby while working as a cyber security salesman. I did quite well in my vocation and was making six figures by the age of 24.
That year, I ruptured my patellar tendon – A very rare knee injury where the knee snaps into the quad. The injury happens once for every 147,000 human years, and it actually happened to me twice.
I quit playing rugby, then quit my job and I went insane and moved to Idaho and adventured across the west before settling back home in a farmhouse where I worked for a small cyber security start-up. I did quite well there, doubling my previous income.
My undiagnosed bipolar progressively got worse and I quit my job to focus on my health. This turned out to be a bad decision and I fell deep into a depression that would have me attempt suicide for the first time.
A week after that attempt, I saw my old rugby friends for the first time in five years, and they convinced me to come watch the following week. Somehow, I ended up in the game and assisted the game winning score.
I began to play rugby again, but an injury would sideline me, and lead to me becoming the head coach of a college women’s rugby team. I led them to a conference championship win. In the offseason, I was starting a cryptocurrency venture, when a manic episode had me trust the wrong person and lose $450,000 in a matter of minutes.
The same manic episode would cost me my coaching job the next week. I became very depressed and thought a lot about suicide, before the depression gave way to a fierce mania, that had me move to Memphis TN, for another coaching opportunity, where I would overdose on anti-depressants and have to move home.
I was soon institutionalized and finally diagnosed with Bipolar 1 Disorder.
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I just did. But there is a lot more! There’s many vignettes in my story like almost dying in the Grand Canyon, uncovering a million-dollar tech scandal, having my livelihood at risk by way of a maniacal cowboy outlaw from Oklahoma, having my car stolen by the Boston Mafia, stories of the folks that I met in the insane asylum, and more!
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After leaving the insane asylum, I cycled through a few quick sales jobs before finally landing at one of the largest cybersecurity firms in the world. I spent the year 2023 without any instances of mania for the first time in years. I worked hard to get back onto the rugby field and by spring 2024, I was stronger and better than ever.
Unfortunately, in my second game, I ruptured my other patellar tendon. This caused a fierce mania which led me to share my story on Instagram, via the note’s app on my phone. I just wanted my friends to know what I had been through. I received great feedback and decided to turn my notes into a book.
Because of the mania, I mistakenly forwarded two work emails to the wrong people, and I was fired in June – the same week that I finished my first draft of the book. This was a blessing in disguise as it freed up my time to focus the next five months on editing.
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When I graduated college, there was no Major League Rugby in America. It started four years after I left the game. My experience playing with other professionals on the premier team that I was selected for, gave me the understanding that I have the ball skill to compete with anyone. I would need to work on my strength and speed, but at the fly half position, it is far more important to be able to pass, kick, and command an offense – which I am adept at. I didn’t start playing rugby until I was 19 but there was only one other fly half who I had played against who was definitely better than me, and he had played for the US national team. My knee injuries and time away from the game ruined my chances of ever taking it to the level that I think I was capable of. So, I guess we will never know.
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My father played rugby. We didn’t have it as a youth sport in my part of CT, so I was unable to play until college.
Rugby gave me confidence and friends. When I moved to the NYC area, I joined the Bayonne Bombers and instantly made 30 friends… Same thing when I moved back to Connecticut and joined the Hartford Wanderers.
My identity is rugby, and I am thankful for having the sport in my life again.
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I want the general public to understand mental illness better. It is still heavily stigmatized and taboo, especially regarding our insane asylums, and when it comes to suicide.
I want people like me to not feel so alone, and to learn from my mistakes, and see that no matter how bad things might get, life can always get better if you seek out help.
I am inspired by Sylvia Plath, Virginia Woolfe, Jack Kerouac, and Matt Haig. Plath, Woolfe, and Haig taught me how beautiful words can be about the suicidally depressed.
I think I am a lot like Kerouac. Both athletes who went off the deep end to have manic journeys across the country, who would later put together a stream-of-consciousness prose in a manic rush.
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I have several projects in the works besides my memoir. I have a book of short stories that I have been working on, and I hope to include short stories of others who have struggled with mental illness.
I’ve put together the first six chapters of historical fiction, based on the largest silver discovery in North American history – Comstock Lode.
Finally, I have been thinking of different ways to make money off of my writing. I think that there is a huge gap in how families remember a loved one who passed away – something much more thorough than an obituary. A story of someone’s life, maybe a grandfather, whose children want their children to understand the life their ancestor lived. I am working on a proof of concept to be able to position funeral homes as part of their offerings.