Last week I went through a depressive phase. I knew when I woke up, things were not going to be fine. People’s first instinct is to ask what happened but the thing with Bipolar II is that nothing has to necessarily happen for me to feel sad or even happy for that matter. It just is. Sometimes I feel like I am carrying a giant boulder on my shoulders. This boulder is a knotty mess of all the anxieties I…
All pieces of the puzzle In my last post, I spoke about the trifecta of psychiatrist, therapist and medication being the foundation of my mental health. To be mentally healthy and feel good, other aspects of life have to be aligned in addition to the trifecta. What are these other aspects? They include but are not limited to relationships, work, family, weather, routine, basically parts of your life that are important to you or affect you. We don’t always have…
Slipping into the mental fog I was 13 years old when my mental health issues started. I went to school one day after summer vacation and was greeted with silence. A friend had spread some rumour about me and literally everyone stopped talking to me. I don’t remember what the rumour was or how the issue was resolved, but the stress stopped me from sleeping. It was just the beginning of what doctors would later tell me was Bipolar II…