I was experiencing symptoms for roughly two weeks before any of us realised that it might be the drug I was taking that was responsible.
I have never made told anyone my New Years resolutions. I just think putting that kind of pressure on something is setting yourself up for failure. I wish I could say that I haven’t made superficial false promises to myself to change my eating habits, lose a particular amount of weight, quit a bad habit, find… Continue reading Stepping Out.
By the time the date rolled around for the concert, my life had dramatically changed. Tragically, my sanity had once again become impaired, and all of the old delusions were back. This time, because it wasn’t a new experience, what I once considered as suspicion was now firmly replaced with neurotic conviction.
There’s something strange that occurs in highly stigmatized identities: the shame of being that identity and the shame of wanting to be identified as that identity. As someone with a degree of sustained insight, it was difficult to explain how my life was being run by a bunch of lies. Lies that would make me… Continue reading Being Doubly Shamed in Psychosis
Today’s topic is an interesting one to write about, are antipsychotic drugs safe? I am by no means an expert in the field of medicine and what works for a mental illness. Instead I write from exeprience. I have been taking antipsychotics since day one of my diagnosis of Bipolar disorder. My antipsychotic of choice… Continue reading Are Antipsychotic Drugs Safe?