My Personal Mental Health Disorder

I was first diagnosed with bipolar disorder in 2015. The news hit me like a ton of bricks. I knew that I was “different” at the time, but I did not realize that it was something so significant, I guess you could say. I had dealt with depression since high school, so I just assumed it was the same thing. In 2009, my mother passed away from cancer, after a 6-year battle. I feel like her passing triggered my depression even more. Everything seemed to progress, especially with dealing with grief and intense depression. After the diagnosis in 2015, I spent a lot of time in psychiatric hospitals and physicians trying to figure out my medication. It took about 5 years in psychiatric hospitals, for a physician to prescribe me a good regime. After that, I had and still have my ups and downs, who doesn’t? But for the most part, I am doing really well!

“I have had my ups and downs, but I feel grateful for my ups, and I feel grateful for pushing through my downs.” – Me