I didn’t want to be alive. Then I saw a glimpse of happiness that I know can exist, and that is what is making me hold on, even by just a thread.
Both the Consumer and the Provider – Bipolar is not for the Weak
By Abigail E. Fliege My story began when I was fourteen years old. I was sexually violated and I spun into a clinical depression. I was given an antidepressant and later became manic. Most people with bipolar disorder cannot be given an antidepressant without a mood stabilizer, but nobody knew. Continue Reading
I live with and suffer from Bipolar Disorder
By Tressey Allison I live with and suffer from Bipolar Disorder. I say it like that, because for me it’s true. Bipolar disorder is a ‘black’ thing that’s with me, always. There are so many times I want to shake it off, give it back and say, ‘I don’t want Continue Reading
A get well soon card means a lot
By Richard Harrington Towards the end of 2012, I was hospitalised due to my mental health. Needless to say, I had reached the lowest point of my life, and needed immediate help. Each individual journey through hospital will be just that, individual. But, for me, this is how it went. Continue Reading