I was diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder in 2020, but my psychiatrist told me that I could have already had it in my teens. I live in a society where mental health is considered a taboo, enveloped with stigma that further challenges people with mental illness.

Seeing how I could possibly help, I started baring my condition to people who matters to me.Their encouragement enabled me to create a personal blog where I can freely share my thoughts, while keeping people aware that mental health matters. I also volunteered in developing an inexpensive option of getting professional help, designed for those who plans to seek therapy and can ask questions without any judgment.

This became a two-way street for me, because as I continue to assist people in getting help, it also leaves a positive impact to myself: my therapist said that I’m showing signs of remission.

The step towards healing is acknowledging whatever it is that hinders us to live normally. I understand how it could be intimidating at first, but finding the best therapy that works for you and surrounding yourself with the best people who supports you on your journey, can definitely help you as you go along.

We will be making progresses and even setbacks as we traverse the path of recovery. It may be difficult, but that bright light at the end of the tunnel makes everything an everyday learning and appreciation to a lot of things, and that includes ourselves.