Most people don’t know I’m bipolar. Even if you had known me when I was the most out-of-control you probably wouldn’t have been aware that anything was wrong.
Depression and mental illness carries a different meaning than physical illness, although we now know that they really can’t be separated.
When I found my father’s journals, I knew I had to stop running away from mental illness.
There is one big taboo no wants to talk about. It’s a trend most easily seen in men, but increasingly is impacting women as well.
I grew up with a depressed father and became a depressed son. My father took an overdose of sleeping pills when I was five years old, following years feeling anxious and depressed because he couldn’t make a living as a writer and actor. He didn’t die, but I lost his presence growing up. I grew
Have you noticed that we seem to continually go through huge ups and downs in our lives? Our economy goes on a manic run, then crashes. We get all hyped up for another war then become depressed when it never seems to lead to the peaceful result we had hoped to achieve. It reminds me
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