This has always been an issue for me. Even when it comes to my disorder itself, I wonder if it's real or if it's something that I use to excuse my symptomatic behavior. I've had at least a couple peers tell me that I use my disorder as an excuse for being lazy and skipping… Continue reading tired or lazy? (i can’t tell.)
This question has been on my mind for awhile, and I recently talked about it with a friend: When do I feel it appropriate to share about my struggles with bipolar disorder? And another harder one: Why do I share? I realize that I'm fairly open about my disorder, definitely more than I used to… Continue reading Why I Share
Welcome to the final installment of my journey thus far. It's been awhile in coming, I know, but here it is. Around this time after graduating, my dad was beginning to interview for a job 600 miles away from where we were living. I began to prepare for my first quarter at a state college,… Continue reading life with my disorder (part 3)
Here we go, a continuation of the story of my disorder thus far. Thanks for being so patient. During my first hospitalization, I was put on a new mixture of medications. One of these medications made me very shaky and unsteady; I felt very weak. I ended up getting out of the hospital right before my 17th… Continue reading life with my disorder (part 2)
Since this has been so disruptive for me over the past few months, I decided to dedicate some time to my bipolar disorder. It's not an easy topic for me, especially with the recent hospitalizations and electroconvulsive therapy, but I'd like to share. If you are sensitive to details about difficult topics such as self harm… Continue reading life with my disorder (part 1)
I have bipolar disorder. This is a fact. I even had an entire blog dedicated to it once upon a time. Lately, I have been hospitalized and poked and prodded because of it. It's rough having to accept it, and having to accept the fact that I need major help when it comes to this.… Continue reading doing what is good (for health!)
It's not easy realizing for me to admit I need help. I actually would much rather get lost in a grocery store or somewhere out in the wilderness (okay, maybe not so much that) than have to ask for guidance. This is what has led me to a couple weeks of hospitalization after not taking… Continue reading Recovery.