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Hope for Bipolar Disorder
My depression began when I was ten years old. I remember being in my driveway at dusk and looking up at the sky seeing all the different colors and feeling emotions deeper than sad.
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The Box
I remember feeling this way from the time I was a small child. I would stand on the playground at school and watch the other kids. I just couldn’t seem to fit into their world.
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Why Me?
I checked myself into the hospital for the first time and I was scared. I didn’t know what to expect. Everything that is seen in the media about mental illness is frightening.
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The Struggle is Real
I am touched by these conditions which are both a curse and a blessing. The blessing is the empathy it has taught me. The curse is the pain it has caused and will continue to cause.
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Suffering in Silence
Although this battle with depression will be something I have to endure for the rest of my life, I refuse to let the stigma affect me.
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Both Sides of the Couch
I am a psychiatrist. I am also a psychiatric patient. I have bipolar disorder and find myself on both sides of the psychiatric couch.
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An Ocean of Sadness
People ask me what living with depression is like. I don’t know how to verbalize it other than to say, it’s like slowly drowning in an ocean of sadness.
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Follow the White Rabbit: The Dark Hole of Bipolar Disorder
Depression doesn’t hit me all at once. I’ve grown enough to see the signs coming but sometimes you’re speeding too fast to stop in time.
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A Life Story
For me, my meds serve to raise the bottom of the pool so I can touch my toes and not drown. They allow me to use my coping skills to live with this disorder.
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My Bipolar Disorder Story
I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder by four psychiatrists in college. My thoughts slowed, I could finally sleep, the depression kind of lifted.