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By: Tosha Maaks

When my father became sick about three years ago, I started to wake up almost nightly with night terrors. I would begin to cry and scream in my sleep to the point that my husband would wake up from a sound sleep and hold me as I tried to regain my composure and find a way to go back to sleep. Most of the time I wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep...
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By: Rwenshaun Miller, MA, LPCA

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By: John Poehler

When it comes to the topic of male stigma, I have quite the extensive experience.Right now, I am a 39 year-old male.I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder right before my 21st birthday.The BeginningThe expectations how a man is supposed to act and react in certain situations is both raw and real.I use the word “supposed” because it is an old way of...
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By: Danielle Workman

Earlier this year I started to suffer from chronic, painful, daily migraines. The pain is constant and intense, taking away my drive to eat at all, removing my drive to exercise, and after days on end of constant and consistent migraines, I am reminded why they are commonly called “suicide headaches”.For me, I have found stability in my mental...
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By: Natalia Beiser 

I have been on medications for bipolar disorder my entire adult life. The prescriptions and I have an avid love/hate relationship. I need medications to function with the most amount of mental clarity. I resent my medications and am treatment resistant.  Medication has allowed me to live a fulfilling life.  Psychiatric drugs...
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By: Conor Bezane

It was in rehab in 2012 that I decided to carry the flag for the mentally ill. I’d received my diagnosis of bipolar four years earlier and ended up in treatment because I was drinking two six-packs of beer or two bottles of wine — or more — every night. I was also smoking crack with homeless people a couple times a week and, for good measure,...
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By: Christine Saenz

Ever since my diagnosis of Bipolar II back in 2010 I’ve worked really hard to get family and friends to understand that people with mental illness should be shown the same kindness and compassion as someone with a physical illness.When I was admitted to the psychiatric hospital for one of the worst manic episodes I had ever experienced I remember...
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By: John Poehler

I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder type 1 back in 1999. I use this as the official date to the start of my journey. Before then, I was just treading water to try and keep afloat. My symptoms actually began in the early 1990’s.My diagnosis took a large weight off my shoulders. You see, I was incredibly happy to find a name detailing my...
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By: Natalia Beiser

When I experienced my first manic episode at eighteen, my family was oblivious to my struggle. My mother stated that I had done something to bring the illness onto myself. She expressed that she believed that the trigger was that I had previously drank alcohol as a minor. She even sought out a minister to see if I had become...
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By: Laura Sanscartier

I first knew there was something different about me when I was about 7. I kept my mouth shut, as I was the oldest of 4 kids, and mom and dad had many things to take care of. I could feel my body shift into moments of extreme anger, sadness, or happiness. Whenever these moments "leaked out", my family would attribute it to my "dramatic and...
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By: Tosha Maaks

I get to speak with a lot of different types of people every day. It often comes up that I am a mental health advocate; most of the time I get very positive responses. I will hear things like “thank you for the work you do” or “we need more people like you.”However, occasionally there will someone who says something that without knowing they are...
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Brain XP

April 27, 2018

By: Christine Marie Frey

One of the most important things to remember in life is that everybody needs help sometimes. When I was first diagnosed with bipolar disorder, I refused any help that came my way. I didn’t want help from my parents, my teachers, or even my friends. I wanted help from a teenager who could understand what I was going through. I needed somebody who...
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