There were definitely times in my life when I should have seen a doctor. One of those times happened a little around 14 years ago. I was in the midst of a depressive episode, the second of what would become many. I was drowning in a dullness that I found myself unable to escape, and … Continue reading How Shame (and pride) Kept Me Sick
On July 10th, 2018, at the UMC Psychiatric Clinic in Tucson, I was diagnosed with Type I Bipolar Disorder (manic-depression), and social anxiety disorder. From about 19 years of age I have experienced lengthy periods of severe depression, interspersed with varying durations of high energy, risky behaviors, extreme paranoia and auditory and visional hallucinations. You … Continue reading A year ago, today.