Some people have lost their lives because they didn’t feel safe enough to share their struggle, because we didn’t make them feel safe enough — it’s on all of us. The way we talk about mental illness and taking medication for it makes the difference between shame and health.
And here comes my story…
My whole life I thought there was something wrong with me. I was too emotional, too awkward, I would go into depression every couple of years, and I ended up discovering — at 27 — that I had Bipolar Disorder Type 2.
(In a way, I’m lucky because it’s not as severe as Type 1!)