If nothing made you happy, and you had nothing to look forward too because of that, how well would you function in life? Living a day at a time just to power through it, so you could accomplish the same thing the the next day? What if alcohol and pain pills brought you relief and joy, but you were an alcoholic pill head in recovery, and could not partake in the one things that made living bearable?…………..Now can you grasp why the mentally ill commit suicide? Why do you say this make them selfish, when it makes them do the only thing that will stop the pain? Leave the mentally ill alone, never pick on or joke about what you don’t understand, like the sick fighting uphill through hell when they first awake, all day, and when they go to bed to be a good person, a normal person, a good enough person, and to not be anything they truly are. They have to become like people they cannot stand to be approaching something like accepted in the world, then still feel like it will never be enough. The mentally ill live for the sake of not being dead, what a life. My only hope is one day Dr.s will be able to do brain transplants, or that they can cure my alcoholism and addiction so I can drink and use to be happy again, without destroying myself and everyone around me. I don’t expect normal people to understand, and should be glad they don’t.
As an uninsured 39-year-old mental illness sufferer, I have to find routes other than medication/psychiatry to sanity. For me, medications do not work and psychiatrists have a God complex. I am dually diagnosed like so many others with bipolar. I am in recovery from alcohol and opiate abuse (pain pills), and am in and out of 12 step meetings. I am a married, mom of 4 children from 21 years old to 2 years old. My interest is in mental health blogging, specifically, the problems and solutions I have found in my life experience with bipolar type two and generalized anxiety disorder. I hope to learn and teach through this experience and to build a supportive community. I will write about ideas and experiments, thoughts, success, and failure. View all posts by kristakimbrell1