So, we all know mental illness sucks. It sucks big time. But what do you do when you aren’t sure if you have mental illness? It’s a simple answer, with not so simple results. See a mental health professional. One with gobs of experience, preferably. This isn’t a scam to get you to spend money.
Recently a friend of mine asked me about depression. We talked about all the precursors, symptoms, and long term effects a person may have to deal with, when faced with depression. One particular comment caused concern for me. He told me I was the only expert on depression and mental illness that he knew. Here’s
So, I sit here shaking and on the brink of tears. I can’t tell you why I’m so afraid. I can’t tell you what will happen in ten minutes. I can’t tell anyone what this feels like. Not really, because there’s no way for me to know. From a scientific position, this is a really
This week, I will be out of the area. I’m going camping! YAY!!!11!!! So, I will be featuring seven of my favorite blogs for you all to enjoy. This is the first: Stuff They Say To Depressed People.
My memory is shot. I am having a terrible time remembering anything, including my meds, my routine, and where I put my mandolin (it’s not like it’s hiding under a shoe!). I’m getting a bit frustrated with all of this, because it means I am also forgetting to post! Please bear with me while I
Last night, I was able to go advocate for a friend. Another member of the support group took her to the hospital, and I stayed with her until she was admitted. It was quite the wait, and I slept in (oops!) but it was totally worth it. I can’t stress enough how important satellite support
I got a little less than an hour with Rory this evening, but it was so great to see him. He was in good spirits with me, and was very happy to see me. As I was to see him. It kind of felt like I hadn’t seen him in at least a week, so
[Guest post by Jenny, aka The Girlfriend.] I battle anxiety generally, and deal with much stronger (read: debilitating) anxiety and panic attacks on a less regular basis. I’ve had a couple of minor bouts with depression. But the rest of the time, I’m a very functional adult. Having had my own experiences with the above,
Have you ever been stereotyped? Anyone ever stop treating you the same, because they learned something about you? I go through this on a fairly regular basis. I have had people pull their child away from me. I have had people literally ward me off with crossed fingers. I have had people tell me in
You know that point you reach, when you’ve thought yourself into a corner, and you can’t get out? Anxiety, re-play, flashbacks, paranoia; they all make us do it sometimes. I call this “thinking your way into a paper bag.” Yesterday, two of my friends thought themselves into tears, via flashbacks and anxiety. It left me