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Not Bad Enough

I’ve never believed that I have it the worst. I know other people have suffered more, have harder stories, more visible scars. But I’m still not okay. And I thought that would be enough to be taken seriously. Apparently, it’s not.

In the past five years, I’ve had six psychiatrists. Only one of them was changed by my choice. The rest left the system, quit, retired, or were, in one case, visibly unwell themselves. (That one barely recognised me, seemed disoriented every time I came. I left because it didn’t feel Ilike I got any help there.)

And each time, it felt like being dropped. Like a silent message: “You’re not in crisis. You’ll manage.”

Even when I was hospitalised, I felt like an object, not a person in pain. Two minutes of doctor time a week, maybe three. No conversation. No plan. No healing.

One psychologist in there actually recommended I get therapy. But then came the twist: “We don’t offer that here. You’ll have to find it on your own.” Only the ones who had attempted suicide were prioritised for therapy.

Only if you’ve almost died, do you qualify to be helped to live. That’s what the system taught me. Not through cruelty — but through indifference.

And now, once again, my psychiatrist is gone. She left the institution. They never informed me. I only found out because I called. The last time they reached out was to cancel a session due to illness. No follow-up. When I finally got through, I was told: “She no longer works here. If you need meds, just talk to your general doctor.” That’s it. That’s the whole handover. As if my mind is a prescription refill — not a person trying to hold herself together.

I know I’m not alone in this. That’s why I’m writing this.

Until then, I carry the message they gave me: “You’re not bad enough.”

And I try not to believe it.

#Depression #MentalHealth #Medication

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I’m Still Becoming: My Life Between the Highs and Lows

For most of my life, I’ve carried something I couldn’t name.

I’m 38 now. I’m sober. I’m a husband. A father. An engineer. From the outside, it might look like I’ve got a life that’s steady, stable—even successful. But the truth is, the life I have today only exists because, one day, I made a decision not to die.

I was 33. Still drinking. Still spiraling. And I had reached a place I can barely describe. I didn’t know what my future was—but I knew I didn’t want to end it. That morning, I left my apartment for the hospital. But before I walked out the door, I looked at the weapons I had laid out on my coffee table. Loaded. Waiting. And I walked past them. I made a choice.

I chose to live.

But that choice didn’t come out of nowhere. It was the breaking point in a long and painful story.

It started when I was 22. I had gotten a girl pregnant. We weren’t in a committed relationship, but I was ready to take responsibility. Before we had a chance to talk, she had an abortion—without telling me. I found out after the fact. The grief was complicated and wordless. I didn’t know how to process it. So I didn’t. I shut down.

I stopped going to class. I started drinking. Not to unwind—but to disappear.

Then, one night, drunk and desperate, I emptied my bank account—$3,000 in cash—and bought a one-way bus ticket to Los Angeles. I never made it. I was robbed at the terminal. Then arrested. The police took me to a psych ward instead of jail. I didn’t see it as help at the time. But it was.

I made it home. Finished school. In 2011, I took a job in Afghanistan working with the military. We endured regular rocket attacks. Others panicked. I didn’t. Not because I was brave—because I was already numb. The outside chaos felt normal.

At 27, the depression came again. I lost my job. I was hospitalized. And every time, before I ended up in a hospital bed, the pattern was the same: a slow build of suicidal thoughts. Images of self-harm. The kind of ideation you learn to hide because you’re scared of what people will do with the truth.

I didn’t get sober until 2018. After that morning. After the choice. A doctor told me I had cirrhosis. I thought I’d destroyed my body the same way I’d been destroying my mind. A year later, a liver specialist gave me a second opinion: alcoholic hepatitis. And somehow, I had recovered.

That second chance changed everything. But it didn’t fix everything.

Even without alcohol, my brain didn’t quiet down. I was eventually diagnosed with Major Depressive Disorder. Some medications helped. Some didn’t. The picture never felt fully clear.

When my son was born, something inside me lit up again—and not in a good way. My thoughts raced. I barely slept. One medication triggered what felt like months of euphoria. I spent thousands of dollars on Pokémon cards, convinced I was making brilliant investments. I made mistakes at work. I crashed hard. And I ended up in the hospital again.

That’s when the questions started. Was it more than depression? Bipolar disorder has been mentioned, but I haven’t been officially diagnosed. I just know that the highs are too high, and the lows go darker than they should.

Lately, I’ve noticed something new—outbursts of rage. Moments where the smallest criticism sends me into a tailspin. It feels primal. Uncontrollable. And afterward, it feels hollow and shameful. I hate that part of me. But I’m trying to understand it.

I’m still here. I’m still sober. I’m still showing up for my wife and son, even when it’s hard. Especially when it’s hard.

There’s no clean ending here. No bow. Just a truth I’m still learning how to carry:

I didn’t get better overnight. But I didn’t die. And that choice—the one I made walking past a loaded table—is still the most important one I’ve ever made.

#Depression #addictio n #MentalHealth #Parenting #Medication #Therapy #Medication

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Starting a new med

I'm starting Abilify injections soon. Does anyone have any experience with it? What about tips/advice? #Medication #moodstabilizer

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Addiction, Dependence and Withdrawal 💊 #BipolarDisorder #Bipolar1Disorder #Bipolar2Disorder

Is this the way I’m meant to feel? Dosed up on happy pills and mind altering drugs. Am I an addict now because I have to take them everyday? It’s explained as being a dependence rather than a addiction. But I have to take these pills every single day, morning and night. Addiction is marked by a change in behaviour caused by the biochemical changes in the brain. Isn’t this what my medication is doing to me? Dependence is characterised by the symptoms of tolerance (the capacity to endure continued subjection to something such as a drug without adverse reaction) and withdrawal (by firstly developing a form of drug dependence. This may occur as physical dependence, psychological dependence, or both). While it is possible to have a physical dependence without being addicted, addiction is usually right around the corner.

If I miss taking my medication for a day I can feel the change in my mood. If I decided to stop taking them completely then I shudder to think of the actions I would get up to. I fear that I wouldn’t be able to function without them, be a confused and anxious person who would be at 6’s and 7’s with life. My Bipolar Disorder would become unbearable for me and I would have trouble with coping with the mania and depression. Further to this, I would put unnecessary stress onto my parents and friends. I wouldn’t be great to be around for anyone. This is only me surmising however based on the information I have been given from my Health Professionals. The only thing is that these treatments don’t put you back together as you originally were. You are remodelled, your brain chemistry altered by drug after drug after drug to become someone that looks like you, but really isn’t you.

#Medication #MightyTogether

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Medication Explained 💊 #BipolarDisorder #Bipolar1Disorder #Bipolar2Disorder #BipolarDepression #Medication

I’m not a Pharmacist or a Doctor. However, I have a degree in Medicinal Chemistry and I have found that my peers have found it beneficial when they ask me about what they have been prescribed. I’m able to put it in to Layman’s terms and not blind you with science. Having said that, there’s still a few parts that are complexed and tricky to understand. I have tried my best to simplify things best I can and if you have any questions feel free to ask me 👍

If anyone has any questions or requests regarding “Medication” then please get in touch with me and I’ll get a concise and detailed explanation back to you. I explain the history of the drug, how it works and what the side effects are. But I can tailor my response accordingly to suit your questions.

I use text books like the ones on the image above to form my explanations. I don’t just Google it as there’s a cacophony of information and noise thrown back at you when there’s very little information to make it plausible to form your explanation from as there’s two fake news posts to match the one that is validated.

As I said earlier, I’m not a qualified expert on this subject to be able to say what you need to do, however I have a degree in the Chemistry of Medicine and how it works so I can bridge the gap between what the average person understands and what the health professionals say.

I’ll never advise you to do anything that I don’t understand about the situation and I won’t tell you to do X, Y or Z without being 100% confident in my advice. If I can’t answer your question then I will do my upmost to advise or refer you to your health professionals or the relevant medical care.

#MentalHealth #MightyTogether

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Chronic pain #ChronicPain #Depression #PTSD #Medication

Sleep is on my mind and my friend too but she’s another story, so I stopped using opiates in September if i remember correctly like 2 1/2 months now I think when I stopped asking for refills I started using other things they help some but sometimes it hurts bad , so bad my heart hurts from the pain I put up with . I asked a new doctor last week for some opiates he said no for me to go to a pain management clinic. And today I spent mostly in bed being I woke with pain in my heart . It has eased since this morning, I here an can’t sleep the ache from my injuries keeps me awake till I get relief and that’s not always easy. I feel discouraged, an don’t like the pain I feel even when it’s mild and not severe. My problem is I work 3-6 hours a day , 6 days a week with that I get by not the best but I’m okay but it hurts . And now without opiates it’s worse cause I don’t get much relief.
I want to stop working and stay home but I don’t think I’d be able to afford if I didn’t earn extra money each day .
What would you chose work and suffer more or stay home and still suffer just not as bad as bad . I would have to do with a lot less if I stay stop working. The pain I feel is aging me an possibly might kill me the way it hurts my heart . So I’m lost

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