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Sara Berelsman

It Will Get Better

I hate myself right now. 

I hate myself every time I’m depressed.  I just started a new medication after gaining 9 pounds in a month on the previous med I tried, so I’m depressed about that on top of having general depression.  Since I’m starting over again on a new medication, I have to wait out the 4-6 weeks it can take for the medication’s full effect.  At least I’m able to get some thoughts down today.  All I’ve wanted to is sit around or lie around and exist.  I don’t even want to exist.  I don’t want to die, either, if that makes sense. 

My Best Advice About Living with Bipolar Disorder

When I’m high, I can fly.  When I’m low, I sink into the deepest, darkest place.  I keep wishing I could change this.

One of my medications in particular gets me through the day.  It’s actually supposed to help with anxiety, but it sort of has the opposite effect on me.  I’ve realized that without it, I am worthless.  Less than worthless.  I just want to sit there.  To merely exist.  I don’t want to rely on pills to get me through life, but I know I have to.  I know because I’ve gone off my meds.  Many times.  I felt better, so I thought I didn’t need pills.

Sara Berelsman

Sara Berelsman has an MA in Literature from Eastern Michigan University, and is currently working on an MA to become a substance abuse counselor.  She published a memoir in November called My Last Rock Bottom, about her alcoholism and bipolar disorder.  She was diagnosed as bipolar a few years ago and enjoys writing to educate others about mental illness.  She writes for a couple of newspapers and lives in a small town in Ohio.  She has two small daughters and is married to a firefighter.