Mental Illness and Anonymity

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There are several reasons why I choose to maintain my anonymity on this mental illness blog.

The primary reason is to avoid hurting family members, specifically my parents. Many of my mental illness symptoms, in particular my anxiety, are directly related to childhood events. For me to publicly identify myself while revealing facts about my upbringing would be harmful to my parents and other family members.

Even though there are benefits of adding my face and real name to the content of this blog, such as increased credibility and to support the cause for an end to the mental illness stigma, I will not do so at the expense of another’s peace of mind and privacy.

The second biggest reason I choose to maintain my anonymity is to maintain a sense of humbleness to my message. Money, power, and prestige are not my goals. Sharing what it is like to have mental illnesses and what I do to strive for healing and peace are my goals, with the hope to inspire others struggling with similar issues.

My greatest wish is that no one ever feels like they are unique. People need to know that they are not the only ones who feel the way they do, that someone else understands how they feel and has gone through what they are going through.

Another reason I choose to maintain my anonymity is because just as I would not announce at my job or highschool reunion or in a restaurant, whether it be to a large group of people or just one or two persons I didn’t know well, that I have a mental illness, why should I do so online?

I tell those whom I am close to, to those whom I trust, when the time is appropriate and when I believe it would be helpful to the situation. Anything beyond this is not necessary for me.

This is what works for me. It may be the same, or different, for you. What are your thoughts on online anonymity and mental illness?

How Abnormal Are You?

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“The real hopeless victims of mental illness are to be found among those who appear to be most normal…Many of them are normal because they are so well adjusted to our mode of existence, because their human voice has been silenced so early in their lives, that they do not even struggle or suffer or develop symptoms as the neurotic does. They are normal not in what may be called the absolute sense of the word; they are normal only in relation to a profoundly abnormal society. Their perfect adjustment to that abnormal society is a measure of their mental sickness. These millions of abnormally normal people, living without fuss in a society to which, if they were fully human beings, they ought not to be adjusted.”  ~ Aldous HuxleyBrave New World Revisited

This quote kind of blows my mind. If I understand it correctly, Huxley is saying that those who are normal, or well-adjusted to life, are actually the abnormal ones, and those of us (myself included) who are “neurotic” or according the psychoanalytical theory have a:

“poor ability to adapt to one’s environment, an inability to change one’s life patterns, and the inability to develop a richer, more complex, more satisfying personality” as evident by mental illnesses such as depression, acute or chronic anxiety, obsessive–compulsive tendencies, specific phobias, such as social phobia, arachnophobia or any number of other phobias, and some personality disorders: paranoid, schizotypal, borderline, histrionic, avoidant, dependent and obsessive–compulsive

are the normal ones.

What do you think about this? Do you agree with this view of what is normal versus abnormal? Do you think that those of us with mental illness are more sensitive to the tragedies and injustices of the world? If so, why are those who aren’t as sensitive considered to be “normal” in the sense that they are mentally healthier than those of us with mental illness? Who are really the sick ones here?

Please share your thoughts in the comments below. Any type of discussion this quote may spark is appreciated.

Clinical Depression While Life is Good

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Guess what? My life is awesome! I have a great husband, supportive family, sweet although moody pre-teens, cute little dogs, financial security, spirituality, good health, friends, great doctors, good medical care, and outside of the normal stresses of motherhood, nothing to complain about.

So what’s the problem you ask? I am going crazy in mind and body! Panic attacks in the form of heart palpitations have played guerilla warfare on me all day.

For the past five weeks my moods having been swinging back and forth, progressively reaching further toward each extreme.

For the past three weeks I’ve been crying, sad, irritable, losing my temper, and anxious.

Over the past two weeks, my mind’s eye has jumped from one self-harm thought to another with increasing frequency and severity. These are not thoughts I consciously think of nor do I dwell on them when they occur. They pop up out of the blue, usually during extreme stress-states.

I say “stress-states” instead of “stressful times” because my external surroundings are not extremely stressful, but my internal states are. Short of kicking everyone out of the house so that I can be alone in complete silence, these are the symptoms I am currently having to cope with.

The suicidal thoughts concern me. I become especially scared when they start to feel as if they control me rather than the other way around. So, I told my husband about them – all of them – in detail. I feel relieved. They have less power over me now. I will be calling my doctor and therapist on Monday as well.

It is important for us and others to know that mental illness is a disease, like cancer and diabetes. Yes, there are external factors that influence the disease state – smoking habits, diet, exercise, stress, etc. – but, sometimes cancer comes back, and blood-sugar levels fall despite our best efforts.

And sometimes, even though life is going good, people get depressed. And it is not their fault. It is no one’s fault. It just is. And that is ok, if it is dealt with in healthy ways.

Talk to someone. Call your doctor. Be completely honest. Go easy on yourself. It is not your fault.

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The Sucky Part of Dual Diagnoses

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Like many of you, I have multiple mental illness diagnoses…ones in which symptoms overlap to the extent that I don’t know what I am experiencing sometimes.

Is it anxiety or hypomania? I tend to go into cleaning frenzies during both states. Is it depression or hypomania? I tend to neglect my self-care during both states? Is it bipolar or borderline personality disorder symptoms? Frequent mood swings and anger outburst appear upon exacerbations of both of these illnesses for me.

How do you distinguish between different diagnoses? Does making the distinction really matter?

For me it does…anxiety means a change in that med while mania means a change in another one. My doctor increased my antidepressant at one point in order to treat (what we thought was) my anxiety, and the change threw me into rapid cycling bipolar symptoms (a very scary place to be.)

Cycling mood swings calls for a look at my mood stabilizer OR maybe I just need to refocus my efforts on using DBT skills (Dialectical Behavioral Therapy skills are clinically effective for treating Borderline Personality Disorder.)

Depression and self-pity…is it clinical – meaning do I need a med adjustment or is it something that a few extra counseling sessions or sobriety support group meetings would alleviate?

I am grateful there are so many avenues of support and treatment for all of my disorders – counseling, support groups, skills, medications (both traditional and alternative.) However, knowing which one needs to be tweaked here and there can be quite frustrating.

Have you ever experience the frustration of having two or more diagnoses whose symptoms overlap? How do you distinguish between them or how do you cope with it? Please share. I really could use your insight.

Thanks.

hugs,
Wil

Living Contrary to Lessons Learned During Childhood

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We can only hope that our parents and caregivers taught us healthy lessons-for-living as we were growing up. Unfortunately, this is not always the case. What should you do if the harmful advice you were given during childhood is something you still follow as an adult?  How do you go about changing something so ingrained in your personality and behavior?

STEP 1:  Identify the unhealthy advice or lesson learned in one sentence

(counselors refer to these pieces of advice or lessons as our “core beliefs”; if you have ever read Don Miguel Ruiz’s The Four Agreements, he refers to them as “agreements”; others may say they are our “old tapes playing”, etc.)

Here are mine:

  1. If you don’t have anything nice to say don’t say anything at all.
  2. The most important job of a mom is to keep a clean house.
  3. Behave and people will be nice to you.
  4. It is more important to do what others expect you to do that to do what you want to do.
  5. Hide things about yourself that will upset others.
  6. Don’t rock the boat or make waves.
  7. Men are idiots and can be manipulated with sex, and women are bitches that cannot be trusted.
  8. Guilt is an acceptable tool to use to get others to do what you want them to do.
  9. Grieving should be done quickly, quietly, and in private.
  10. Approval from others is the most important thing in life.
  11. Being oversensitive makes one a target for abuse and criticism, because people either make fun of it, take advantage of it, or don’t like it because it makes more work for them.

STEP 2:  After making your list, think about which advice you still follow today.  Is it good advice?  Does it contribute to your well-being?  Would you want your child to live according to this advice?

Last year, when I did this exercise (which by the way comes from the book, Marry Your Muse by Jan Phillips) I honestly and painfully admitted to myself that I still followed most of this advice in my adult life.  After a lot of work and healing both in and out of counseling sessions, I can now say that I have been able to let go of these lessons I learned as a child.

STEP 3:  Take your list and change each lesson into a positive, healthy statement – advice that you will now follow in place of the old advice

Here are mine:

  1. Say what you mean without saying it mean.
  2. A clean heart is more important than a clean house.
  3. Do what is right regardless of how people react.
  4. To thine own self be true.
  5. I am not responsible for another person’s emotional health.
  6. Being passive can be a form of dishonesty.
  7. Be open-minded, but remember that trust is earned not given.
  8. Manipulation hurts both parties and is dishonest.  Be assertive instead.
  9. Grieving is acceptable for as long as and as often as one needs for it to be.
  10. Love of self and others is the most important thing in life.
  11. Being oversensitive is not a character flaw, but simply part of one’s character that has many benefits including, being a good listener, caring about others, empathetic, creative, intelligent, and passionate.

What are some lessons you learned as a child that are no longer working for you now?  What advice could you give to yourself contrary to what you were taught during childhood?  Share in the comments below.

The Princess, the Pea and the Holidays

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Rockefeller Center Christmas tree

The holidays bring with them extra family, travel, food (usually the not-so-healthy kind), money-spending, crowds, and stress. I don’t know about you, but I have a hard enough time managing my stress on a “normal” day.

I require a low stimulating, non-demanding environment in order to remain relatively sane. I call it the “Princess and the Pea syndrome.” If you recall the children’s story written by Hans Christian Andersen, there was a princess sleeping on a dozen or so soft mattresses, and the only way to know if she was a true princess was to test her physical sensitivity by placing a pea under the bottom mattress to see if she felt it while trying to sleep.

If you are like me and the princess, then keep reading as I share the ways in which I limit stimuli to my hypersensitive system, thereby managing my holiday stress:

Family Events:

Show up late. Leave early. Tell them you have diarrhea. Who’s going to try guilting you into staying if you say you have diarrhea? Ha ha! Just kidding – don’t lie.

What I say is that I am not feeling well, which is true if my body and mind have reached their limits. Fatigue, tension in my neck and shoulders, headaches, and chills or sweating are all signs that I am beginning to experience anxiety and it is time for me to scadaddle.

Travel:

If in the car or airport for any length of time, make sure you have ways to block out extraneous sensory input, which to me is anything beyond someone honking their horn at you for weaving into their lane, or at the airport, the attendant calling for finally boarding on your flight.

Some ways I block out extra stimuli when traveling include listening to relaxing music through earphones. Sometimes I leave the ear buds in even when there is no music playing because strangers or even my kids are less likely to make small talk or bother me if they think I am listening to something.

Bring sunglasses! I don’t have a problem just shutting my eyes no matter where I am – in the airport, a restaurant, or on someone’s couch. Closing my eyes, even if just for a minute or two, really keeps me from becoming visually overstimulated.

Food:

Eat a carrot for every cookie you inhale. Do I do this? No. But it’s a good idea, right?

Shopping crowds:

Online, baby! Unless your lap is overpopulated.

I hope some of these suggestions help you manage your holiday stress this week. What do you do to decrease stress during the holidays?  Please share in the comment section below.

Thanks,
Wil

P.S. December 31, 2012 is the deadline for submissions to Turtle Way‘s next issue. Turtle Way is Write into the Light’s online mental health journal. See submission guidelines here.

Are You Emotional, Logical, or Wise?

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Sadness engulfed me. I lied down, eyes half-closed, and sighed repeatedly, barely audible. Colors faded into shades of grey, and every day noises became irritating. The television on upstairs, the ball bouncing against the sliding glass door, and the red-headed 4 year-old playing loudly in the yard behind ours soon became like mobsters taking sledge hammers to my knees or terrorists using pliers to separate the nails from my fingers.

BOOM! I startled when my daughter jumped off the couch upstairs. Minutes later, she sneezed causing my arms to jerk, my heart rate to elevate and my respirations to quicken. I was surprised at this visceral response and scared because I did not understand it.

The vicious cycle began as the anxiety worsened because I wanted to understand where this anxiety came from, what it was all about…what I was all about, but I didn’t know how to go about seeking these answers.

In addition, part of me was scared to find out, but I was more scared not to find out. I hated myself – a self that I didn’t even know. Doesn’t make much sense does it? I hated how I felt, but I have learned that feelings are not facts. What a concept! They come and go faster than a man at a brothel if…I stay in what Marsha Linehan calls the “Wise Mind.”

The wise mind takes subjective emotions (in my example above those include sadness, fear, anxiety, self-hate) and compares them with the objective facts of a situation or environment. It’s the internal versus the external. Are they cohesive? Does one make sense in light of the other? The wise mind answers these questions.

I used to oscillate between emotional mind and logical mind daily. My emotions did not match the facts of my surroundings. These every day noises were not a threat to me, so why was my body going into flight or fight mode? I knew my body was overreacting and this made me hate myself. What was wrong with me? Was I just a crazy freak? Was I too sensitive, as my mom always told me? Was I losing my mind? Was something horrible about to happen? Was it a premonition, a warning, a spiritual prophecy?

As you can see, my emotional mind had a strong hold on me. I had to spend more time in logical mind mode. I had to give my logical mind more ammunition to combat these irrational thoughts. I had to find out why I reacted this way before my wise mind could reconcile these discrepancies. I had to find out so that I could be at peace.

In sum, my emotional thoughts lead to anxiety, my logical thoughts lead to self-hate, and now, after a year of DBT (counseling)…on most days, my wise mind is able to acknowledge the logical mind’s truth while also soothing the emotional mind. I have to validate both. One is not better or worse than the other, good or bad, hot or cold, saint or sinner. They are what makes me human – intelligent while loving, rational while empathetic, firm while compassionate. It’s balance, people. It’s all about the balance.

Do you spend more time in emotional mind or logical mind? How do you try to maintain a balance between the two?

How Positive Thinking Can Be a Crock

On a path to clearer views, I find myself looking up and realizing that life is nothing more than an illusion of what my mind (ego) tells me it is.

I am baffled by people who are always up-beat and positive; who love life even when things are tough; who see the good in even the most painful events.

I am writing this post and my husband, who is in the other room, just started taping up some boxes he needs to mail. Now, all I can pay attention to is the god-awful screeching sound of the tape being pulled from the tape-gun as he wraps it around the damn boxes! Like nails on a chalk board, I tell ya!

ok, I think he is finished. Like I was saying, my reality is nothing more than what my mind tells me it is. Let’s look at my outburst about the tape-gun just seconds ago. My thoughts went something like this: “Well, that made you lose your concentration which is extremely annoying! When is he going to stop doing that? I want to write and cannot with all of that racket going on!”

*uck – he’s at it again. I’ll be back…

ok, now I know he is finished because this time when the silence returned, instead of continuing to write this post I asked him nicely if he was done using the tape-gun and he said, yes. Now, I don’t have to worry about being interrupted and startled by that horribly loud sound.

One of the disadvantages of being a highly sensitive person is that what may be an average stimulus to most people is an overpowering stimulus to me. I am particular sensitive to noises. My sensory system gets overloaded if I am around too many people for too long, if the TV is too loud, if the kids have friends over playing, when car commercials come on the radio (I have to keep from going ballistic until I can turn it off), when people come in and out of the house repeatedly, when kids are outside playing loudly or a dog continuously barks… I just can’t seem to filter these things into the periphery of my awareness. Instead they dance obnoxiously in front of my face until I feel like I am going mad. Can anyone relate to that?

I am also extremely sensitive to temperature changes, bright lights, and odd smells, like when the dog needs a bath or the hamster cage needs to be cleaned. Maybe the smells are just a mom-thing, but while these noises, tactile sensations, sights, and smells are noxious to me, no one else seems to even notice them. And by noxious I mean that I get highly agitated and sometimes feel physically ill because of them.

Well, this post turned from how my mind decides what my reality is to how my sensory system is highly sensitive.

There is a fine line between what we can and cannot control. In my experience, mental illness is a biochemical phenomenon that cannot be entirely relieved by positive thinking because a large part of the illness involves the inability to control my thoughts.

Thus, “thinking positive,” “being grateful,” “pulling myself up by my bootstraps,” “getting over myself,” and other such platitudes are often ineffective. For me, until medication rearranges my brain chemicals, cognitive behavior techniques are useless. Honestly, for me, they don’t even work that well when I am properly medicated.

What works for me is getting out of my head completely. Excessive thinking is like poison for me which is why I have cut way back on my blog posts. I love reading other people’s writings, listening to positive speakers share their experiences, and creating fine art because the voices in my own head go away during these times – times in which I am completely in the present moment, not thinking about the past or wondering about the future, but experiencing exactly what is going on in the moment – as it is with no judgment of it being “good” or “bad” or otherwise, but just noticing and experiencing.

I did this with the tape-gun incident the second time around. I stopped writing, closed my eyes, stopped thinking and just listened to the sound. To my surprise, my agitation subsided.

Acceptance is the key to relieving most, if not all, of my suffering. Acceptance is the key that unlocks the door to inner peace within me no matter what is going on around me.

Now, if the TV was on, the kids were fighting, and the dirty dog was lying at my feet at the same time my husband started taping up those boxes, I am sure I would not have been able to do this. But, I believe with practice, someday I will be capable of it.

How’s that for positive thinking? ;)


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PTSD Scientifically Speaking

My mental illness largely stems from childhood stresses that formed me into a caregiver, peacemaker, and people pleaser – dysfunctional, unhealthy roles which I continued to play to my own demise in adulthood.

There is most likely a genetic component to my mental illness as well, because studies on serotonin and studies on dopamine show that these neurotransmitters have major effects on our emotional brain centers such as the amygdala and hippocampus.

Although, since individuals with no mental illness have also been found to have abnormalities in neurotransmitter levels, researchers speculate that these abnormalities “may represent a classic susceptibility factor for affective disorders by biasing the functional reactivity of the human amygdala in the context of stressful life experiences and/or deficient cortical regulatory input.”

So, back to the environmental stressors… Yes, I most likely have the neurophysiological susceptibility to depression and bipolar, but would these illnesses have manifested if my childhood was one of validation, and unconditional love and support?

Or let’s assume I don’t have the neurophysiological susceptibility, but still grew up in the same abusive environment. Would the environment alone have caused my mental illness?

The answers to these questions I will never know for sure. What I do know is that as a child, the aforementioned roles, or coping skills if you will, helped me survive. However, as an adult they were killing me. You see, if no one validates or takes care of a child in ways that facilitate healthy emotional development then that child is less likely to know how to do these things for her adult-self. And obviously, no one else is going to (or should have to) do this for her because she is an adult…on the outside, that is.

On the inside, I was still that little child, who felt helpless, threatened, scared, and vulnerable. I was still operating in survival mode – “fight or flight” – hence, the PTSD symptoms.

Most therapists I have worked with use CBT (cognitive behavior therapy) techniques (i.e., self-talk, re-directing and grounding.) These techniques didn’t do anything for me, even after years of CBT treatment. In fact, I think they actually perpetuated my childhood coping skills which, as I previously stated, were no longer working for me as an adult.

CBT by its own definition “challenges an individual’s way of thinking and the way that he or she reacts to certain habits or behaviors.” Where is the emotional component to that? Everyone knows that trauma produces an emotional response which ingrains itself so far deep into our brainstem, physical, body, fight-or-flight memory that no amount of cognitive restructuring can truly change it until the emotions are first processed. I am talking limbic system, caveman-instinct stuff here, where as CBT addresses frontal cortex areas (higher brain centers than the limbic system.)

Only speaking from my experience, there are a few things that have made the biggest difference in my healing journey, and these things have to do with emotions which, remember, are recorded in the limbic system.

1. learning how to validate my own feelings
2. learning how to not judge myself for having negative feelings
3. learning how to radically accept myself and my feelings

I learned all of these skills in DBT (dialectical behavioral therapy.) A therapist has to been specially certified in this therapy, not just anyone can do it.

Only after I learned how to recognize and then experience my emotions in a validating, non-judgmental way was I able to learn how to accept and tolerate them long enough to change my thoughts and behaviors (which gets into CBT stuff.) But, the emotional processing had to come first for me, and I will explain why further on in this post.

I have been working with a DBT counselor for less than a year and have completely changed. I still have a lot of work to do, but at my last visit, I was shocked to realize I had nothing to talk to her about because my emotions, thoughts, and behaviors were all balanced; in a state of homeostasis, which is an absolute miracle for me; now on to the scientific aspects of my transformation.

Implicit or “Physical” Memory
                versus
Explicit or “Narrative” Memory

When a person is negatively affected by trauma, information experienced during the traumatic event such as tightening muscles, rapid breathing, increased heart rate, sweating, and increased blood pressure is quickly stored as “physical” memory via the amygdala while information such as where the event happened, when it happened, and whom you were with at the time is slowly stored as “narrative” memory via the hippocampus.

Narrative memory is stored more slowly because excessive catecholamines (epinephrine and norepinephrine) and endogenous opioids that are released during “fight or flight” episodes inhibit narrative memory storage. In other words, your brain says to you, “No time to process, just get the hell out of here!”

Childhood traumas are even more complicated because “the hippocampus is still immature, while the amygdala is already able to record unconscious memories.” Therefore, “early childhood traumas can disturb the mental and behavioural functions of adults by mechanisms that they cannot access consciously.”

To summarize, it is safe to say that we are more apt to retain the negative emotions and physical sensations of the original event (i.e., physical memory), and less likely to have acquired the type of memory needed to verbally and logically recall and analyze our experience of the event (i.e., narrative memory.)

Researchers believe that the amygdala’s general function is for “biologically relevant learning”. It does this by signaling a “baseline level of arousal,” whereas “other parts of the brain such as the prefrontal cortex use that information and elaborate that information in a way that’s relevant for the specific experience of positive or negative emotion.”

In order for the prefrontal cortex to do this, however, it must have a strong connection to the temporal lobe which is where the amygdala resides. This connection is made via a nerve-fiber bundle known as the uncinate fasciculus (UF.) The figure below is from a study entitled, “Volumetric associations between uncinate fasciculus, amygdala, and trait anxiety,” by Baur et al which was published in BMC Neuroscience in January of this year.

A 2009 study in the Journal of Neuroscience reports that higher amygdala activity corresponds to lower prefrontal activity, and vice versa. Researchers, Justin Kim and Paul Whalen explain, “The prefrontal cortex is supposed to keep areas like the amygdala in check, and instruct them that, for example, ‘I know that’s a snake, but it’s behind a piece of plexiglass, so we’re good.’” Whalen says, “It’s much like a parent and child. Children are less flexible in their responses to situations than parents, whose job is to instruct them and help them regulate.”

So, as a child in constant fight or flight mode, I believe it is possible that my amygdala was over-stimulated, and because my parents did not “instruct me” or “help me regulate” my responses to stressful situations (mainly because they were the cause of the stressful situations) I hypothesize that this left me with a underdeveloped prefrontal cortex-temporal lobe/amygdala connection via the UF.

My hypothesis is strengthened by a 2006 research study of 10 year-old children who had suffered from socioemotional deprivation. Researchers found that the left uncinate fasciculus showed “reduced fractional anisotropy compared to that in other children, and that this might underlie their cognitive, socioemotional, and behavioral difficulties.” Why they didn’t just say, “their mental illnesses,” instead is beyond me.

In my experience, when I processed the emotional and physical information of my PTSD symptoms stored by the amygdala (namely, fear, panic, and anxiety) via DBT, I believe this information was then transferred to my narrative memory which allowed it to finally be used to strengthen the prefrontal cortex-temporal lobe connection causing the body sensations and negative feelings associated with it to disappear. (Abracadabra!)

Here’s a fun fact for all of us with mental illnesses related to lack of serotonin in our brains: A recent nuerogenetics study concluded that people with a genetic variation affecting the serotonin neurotransmitter system tend to have a thinner UF (remember, that is the nerve fiber that connects the prefrontal cortex to the temporal lobe where the amygdala lives.) These same individuals show “increased amygdala reactivity and decreased coupling between the amygdala and medial prefrontal cortex,” according to researchers.

What do you guys think of all of this? Do you think that your mental illness has more of a genetic component, an environmental component, or both?

Do you think that if people who don’t understand mental illness had this information they would be less likely to tell us to, “Snap out of it” or any number of other ludicrous pieces of advice they think are helpful?

The Stigma of Mental Illness

“The challenge we all face is how to integrate after loss or conflict and return to a greater wholeness of self. This is accomplished through social supports, coping, and other resources. This we call the process of emotional healing…” – from People Can Recover From Mental Illness, an article by Daniel Fisher, M.D., Ph.D. and Laurie Ahern

When it comes to mental illness what can I say that has not already been said? Not that it matters. Maybe it does. I don’t know. All I know is that I have it and so do others – others like me, who are stigmatized by the ignorance of those who don’t have it; by those who have it but don’t know it; by those who have it but act like they don’t.

How can one understand an experience if they can’t experience it first hand? I don’t believe they can. Intellectually they may be able to comprehend the phenomenon, but bodily, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually, they cannot.

In my experience, except for three people in my life (one being my therapist), others do not even want to understand. It is so far beyond their comprehension that they don’t even ask questions, research, or read about mental illness. Only one other in addition to the above three shows sincere concern for my symptoms and experiences with mental illness. I am grateful that I at least have four people who care. I probably have more but they either don’t know how to show it or don’t know enough to know they should show it.

I don’t think the stigma of mental illness will ever go away outside of those who actually have it. If people could only open their minds and their hearts to see beyond the craziness, the depression, the manic behaviors, the anger, the insecurities, the social anxiety, and the disssociation – all of which most people have to some degree or another, though they’d never admit it – then maybe they would see a soul; souls who just like them are doing the best they can within the physical limitations of their bodies and minds. Maybe then they would learn how to validate rather than ignore or worse, shun or even worse, judge. Maybe then they could become allies to our healing journeys rather than obstacles.