As a young twenty-something, many of my friends and fellow Millenials have credit card debt. We live in a culture of fast spending, fast cash, and consumerism. Add on student loans, how easy it is to max out credit cards, landmark purchases like first cars, student loans, and rent, and my peers and I can… Continue reading Money and Mania: Managing Spending While Bipolar
You know when you are home alone, and every little noise will freak you out? This was not that. I have had this happen. When I was younger, I couldn’t sleep in a room with a tv because I would tell my mom that there were people dancing on it when it was off. Of… Continue reading Bumps in the Night.
How Sharing My Traumatic Stories Helps Me Heal I never realized I was struggling with mental illness until I started having panic attacks. A month passed before I realized these were panic attacks. At first, I thought I had anxiety, and the stress from my job made it worse. I was a bouncer at a… Continue reading How Sharing My Traumatic Stories Helps Me Heal
To be in a place where suicide is the only option isn’t as fresh in my mind, but it is the worst feeling I have ever felt in my life. I remember it well. You never forget the depths of the darkness that is suicidal thoughts. The places that my mind went to when my depression was at its darkest was hell, and it felt like there was no escape. I wanted to be anywhere but in my own body.
Of course, if you or someone you love suffers from a depressive disorder, you know what I am talking about, but a lot of people think having depression just means that you are sad. They may say “what do you have to be depressed about?” or “how can you be depressed when you have so much going for you?” I get that one a lot.