Stigma. Still.

This was found on FB.

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What are your thoughts?

I’m thinking we still have a long way to go regarding Mental Illness Stigma. Even my own husband laughed when reading it, and he’s seen me go to a mental health hospital three times. My point?

Is it that ingrained in our minds? Even minds that should know better?

Ain’t Feelin’ It

Not feeling it today, guys. Again, I ask you to please care for yourself; love yourself. Treat yourselves as kindly as you would treat your best of friends. ๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿงกโค

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Maybe you would like to share that goal with me today and tomorrow? I’m trying. Today has been up and down for me, however. ๐ŸŽข๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿ™ƒ

Oh How Quickly I Forgot

So, some of my psych meds ran out a week earlier than my scheduled follow up. (Still not sure how that happened.) On top of that, I’ve been significantly ill. Now, I’m experiencing days reminiscent of the past. The Bipolar-Unmedicated kinda life, and my freakin’ gosh. I had forgotten just how awful that is!

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Bipolar can be a deceptive (sorry, not sorry) bitch and lie to you, telling you that you were great before meds.

Lying torment of a disease, it is.

Oh What a Difference

11.28.18 blog entry ~ Oh What a Difference

Twenty-four hours ago I thought I would get nothing accomplished today and just prayed I would be able to get out of bed this morning. I was dealing with depression, anxiety and paranoia was trying to set up shop in my mind. Today, a totally different person. This version got things done, got above and beyond bonus type stuff done and feels well.

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With Bipolar, I always know what goes up must come down and all that jazz. I know 24 hours can make all the difference, and oh, what a difference…problem being that it cuts both ways.

I get done what I can on the good days and take the win.

Take care of yourselves and each other. โœŒ๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ’™

 

(Photo credit: Google images Health Magazine)