Category Archives: Denial
When I told my mother I had a mental illness I’m pretty sure she didn’t believe me. She didn’t come right out and say it, but it was pretty clear she was suspicious. Once she did feel something was wrong … Continue reading →
I don’t have anything against people with a disability. Why would I? Being disabled means nothing about the individual, it simply indicates their situation. It would be like being against people with siblings. It would just be silly. Nevertheless, when … Continue reading →
Last night I was feeding my cats and thinking suicidal thoughts – I like to call that a Wednesday night. And I was thinking to myself that no one (save others in my position) understands what that is like – … Continue reading →
I’m not a person who takes on a cause de jour – I simply have too much self-preservation for that. I have enough going on without worrying about the plights of the world. However, when someone tries to spread mistruths … Continue reading →
One of the problems with mental illness is that it is episodic. Particularly in the beginnings of mental illness, someone will have an episode of illness, and then an episode of wellness. While I’m never against episodes of wellness, this … Continue reading →
Most people I know with a mental illness try very hard to get better. They look for sources of help, support and information. Most people I know don’t sit around waiting for someone to save them. But then there are … Continue reading →
Many people commented on the article I wrote about what a loved one can say to someone who has attempted suicide. One thing is clear from all the outreach – many people have attempted suicide and many people have survived. … Continue reading →
I recently wrote about the myth that you can be “too smart” to have bipolar disorder. I wrote about the prejudicial and false thought that if we were “smart enough” we wouldn’t have bipolar. This, of course, isn’t remotely true. A couple … Continue reading →
I’ve been wrong about a lot of things in my lifetime. Life is funny like that, always moving the ball when you’re not looking. And one of them was this: I thought I was too smart to have a mental … Continue reading →
At some point in the past 40 years some (undoubtedly) new-age guru decided saying nice things to yourself in the mirror was the key to happiness. “Yay me. I’m so great. Look at me go.” Really? Seriously? You need to … Continue reading →
