Well I have had this illness my whole life pratically. I was diagnosed with it I guess when I was 6 years old belive it or not. When I was 6 I had a maniac episode and was sent to a hospital for little over a month. I returned twice to that hospital after that and I am now 19 years old. So I can honestly say I got the brute force of this thing at a very young age. I have never consisted of this thing that some of you call reality and I am actually failry surprised that some of you want to go back becuase you had it in the first place! I envy those of you who ahve this illness that can actually say that
My mom the other day was telling me she could not imagine what it would be like to have maniac depression. She is always so happy and cheerful I sometimes wonder if she is the one that has something wrong with her and not me! Then again somebody like me cant comprehend such things so I dont bother!
I stopped taking my meds quite some time ago but I still take a sleeping pill for when the manai hits me at night. I couldnt sleep for 5 mins without that thing. I do usually ok in the realm of sanity but I am going to school and I will some day be a psychologist. I am also living on my own for now. For me this illness is not some dreaded disease I picked up over the years but something I had at a very young age. Because of this I have been dealing and fighting it my whole life pratically. Age 6-17 was some of the worst years of my life. That is when this illness consumed me utterly but thank god I pulled myself out with meds and the desire to better myself. When people look at me in real life they think I am 25+ because of the hair that has falling out of my head over the years and the intense frown lines that have magically appaeared on my forhead. This illness sure knows how to wear and tear ya
It is at the point now in my life where I see this thing as something to fight and I love doing it with a passion because it has done horrible things to me. I love it when it pops in to say hello beucause sometimes I can give it a swift kick in the butt out the door. I am thinking of going back on the meds because the sensation of not being here is getting annoying and fighting this thing 24/7 gets old after awhile even though I like to beat it sometimes because of what it has done. I guess since it is 3 A.M. in the morning here and I want to keep typing till the crack of dawn is not a good thing so I just wanted to say hello and I can totally relate to all of you when it comes to are wonderful but horrible maniac depression. I am glad there are things like this out there where we can come for support because some days I want somebody to spill guts out to but I live all alone and kinda isolate myself from the world I am going to take my sleeping pills so I can go to bed otherwise I am going to be at it all night. For those of you who just have been diagnosed with this thing ya just hang in there and keep in mind that meds do wonders even if we have to wait forever for em to work or if the side effects are nasty. Its a process of trial and error and can get pretty rough without a good psychiatrist. If you are taking meds and you think you should stop because you are better you probably are asking for a disater. I have done this before thinking I was "better" and I ended up in the hospital again. I stopped again years afterwards because I kept in mind I am not better and that I must cope with this thing but that is getting very old. Think meds are the route for me just need to find the right ones. This is the first time I have gone off the meds for this long and have managed to cope. I need to decide what is better for me. Numbing brain seducing meds or this illness in its full glory. Its a rough life for us but we gotta live it and make the best of it. I am sure I shall return to vent and seek support, so hello and good night my fellow comardes in this grand thing we call INSANTIY!