I at first didn't even know how to spell the word, let alone understand the proper definition of it. But today, well today I made huge strides into my recovery. You see, the past two days have been rather rocky. No real particular reason why, perhaps too much caffeine as I've had a monster each day and perhaps the fact I missed medications last...
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June 16, 2014
I hope my readers are taking it day by day. Remember don’t ever let the light inside of you dim. This month’s topic I’m going to address is ”Why hospitalization is so important and what important and positive role does it play in a person’s recovery. This will be a long entry because I have a lot to say about it and will...
June 12, 2014
Dr. Jennifer Bahr, ND
Last month I gave a webinar for International Bipolar Foundation (IBPF) entitled Removing Obstacles: A Naturopathic Perspective on Treatment. In that webinar I discussed the philosophy and therapeutic order of naturopathic medicine and gave some examples related directly to the natural treatment of bipolar disorder. One of the primary concepts, as...
May 2, 2014
May is Mental Health Awareness Month. It got me thinking about when I was first aware of my own mental illness.For me, it came on gradually. As a middle school kid, I battled waves of sadness. It didn't help that I was bullied mercilessly. As I got older, the bullying subsided, but the dark clouds didn't disappear. Then when I went away to college...
May 1, 2014
While my blog started out as a place to vent and rave I have discovered that by just regurgitating my daily events I am no longer getting much out of it. As a result I have decided to change my blog into a more 'self-help' place where I can share my thoughts about a semi-daily topic and share my personal experiences. I thought no better way to...
May 1, 2014
In my role as a mental illness speaker and blogger, I receive a lot of comments and questions. The one item that stands out is that there is a lot of confusion over what bipolar disorder is and what it isn’t.Many folks believe that bipolar disorder is just a more socially acceptable form of depression. Many people who have experienced severe...
April 25, 2014
Fear is a very strange thing. I struggle with fear at the most nonsensical times. I am not fortunate enough to be one of those people that has the strength to take charge of my fear and let it fuel me to do great things. I am paralyzed by the fear that grips my entire being. It’s kind of funny that when I look back on my...
April 21, 2014
"Stigma = a mark of disgrace or infamy; a stain or reproach, as on one's reputation"I was diagnosed with postpartum bipolar disorder in October of 2007, six weeks after the birth of my second daughter. I was thirty-seven-years-old when I admitted myself into a locked-down mental facility at our local hospital. While there, a psychiatrist met...
April 17, 2014
I’m so happy it’s the middle of the week already! Nothing major or stressful has happened, but I’m looking forward to the kiddos having a three day weekend. No stress in getting everyone around in the morning for three days will be nice. Believe me, I’m happy I don’t homeschool any longer, but there are days that the mornings are a bit stressful...
April 17, 2014
As I sit in my parked car outside the grocery store where I just grabbed a cup of Starbucks to fuel my writing, the rain pounds my windshield, coming down in sheets with such force the car is shaking. It’s the kind of rain where it blurs the driver’s view of the road, and so I’ve chosen to sit and write, giving the storm time to die down before I...
April 10, 2014
This is the third blog in a series about a recent psychiatric hospital stay that I had in December of 2013. To read the first post click here. On the second day of my hospital stay last December, I had a big realization. I was not on ANY medication! This honestly came as a shock to me. I had assumed that since I was in...
April 7, 2014
For the past twenty years I've been a closet songwriter. During my first year attending the University of California at Santa Cruz, I was a regular at open mike night and I belonged to my school’s Concert Choir. Our final concert was an exotic piece sung in the Esperanto language with an Indonesian gamelan orchestra. I loved all kinds...