Today. Its been awhile. I am still here. Still fighting. My oldest daughter was hospitalized today for severe depression & anxiety. Surprisingly, she was calm and cooperative. I have a family history of bipolar disorder and trauma, but many of my family members will not admit it. Thank God for small beginnings!! That beginning started with me. Yes. I was the first one to be diagnosed and have been on several psychotropic medications for 5 years. I take my meds everyday. One day of managing my illness is better than one second of pain. Some days still suck. But, mostly I am thankful and blessed to still be here. Many from our community lost the battle. Many are still in denial. Many families are devastated. But, I am hopeful because people like us raise awareness about mental illness and fight everyday to function and be well. This is a time of celebration!!
This blog was created to entertain. But, also to raise awareness about mental illness and stand up for the brave all over the world. So, am I sad for my daughter?? No way. Its a brand new day!! She is 21 with a bright future ahead of her.
Stay you. Stay strong.