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    Why is my mental health a joke?

    Saw this in one of my groups today and it really resonated with how I've been feeling lately.

    I'm so tired of my mental illness being a scape goat for people who are just having a bad day. It's the reason we still aren't taking it seriously in any field of profession. It's the reason it's still okay to say that a self check machine is "bipolar" or to settle down because you are acting "schizophrenic" in public and no one bats an eye. No one is filming and calling these people out. No one is trying to fix this. We all just accept it.

    If we are going to change the narrative behind mental health and how serious it is, it has to start with us. It has to start with what we allow others to say about illness and to educate others on why those phrases or words can be detrimental to growth and our health. How they make us feel less seen and more like a joke.

    Please use the correct terminology as it's important. I don't use words like depression or manic unless I actually am. I do have bad days, but I always categorized it as such. It starts with us. We have to be the change.


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    Everyday #Mania

    Yesterday, I decided to rearrange my room after a #DepressiveEpisode of about a week. Yesterday, when I woke up, I had energy, motivation, determination. This scared me. Still is because I did the same thing today. Woke up, put up laundry, made coffee, and the days just begun.

    Why am I scared of productivity?
    Perhaps it's because I'm only used to being productive when I'm #Manic . That worries me because I know i need to keep up the pace or at least keep taking one step forward in spite of my #Depression .

    However, i have to remember that thats not always the case. Sometimes sure, but sometimes it's just because I've been taking better care of myself. It may be because of the little steps I've taken that has helped me get to this point. Perhaps it's simply because I haven't forgotten my meds in a while. Regardless of the why, I have to remind myself that I have the gas in the tank to go at least a mile today. That the energy I have won't be wasted on facebook or the like. That mentally, I'm #Stronger than I've ever been.

    So, for #today , I will be kind to myself. I will alow myself to work AND rest as I can. I will be strong. #strongerthandepression and #StrongerThanBipolar . I will remember just who I am and fall in love with myself over and over again until it becomes habitual. I will remember that I am #morethandepression and #morethanbipolar . I am worthy of a tidy space to live. I am worthy of the love I give. #iamworthy


    Growth. I talk about it all the time. I see my friends growing and doing better. I know what I'm doing to be better. I'm watching everyone put in work and SLAY! However, one thing that isn't talked about often and should be IS if someone, anyone, is working on themselves and working to be better then your opinion of them must also grow. I am not who I was 1, 2, 3, 5 years ago, BUT if that's the image you still hold of me....I will not let you have hold over my life or an opinion on my decisions. Your assumptions or opinions of me may have been correct then, but if they did not grow with me, you do not get an opinion. I have and will continue to be better. Do better. In that, I will not let you hold me to the faults of someone I no longer recognize. I know these words are blunt, but no one talks about it because there is no finesse in this statement. I've tried. It's pure honesty and if we are being honest: if this post makes you uncomfortable, please look around. Some of us are already uncomfortable having to fight our daily demons not to mention the demon that you still associate us with. Grow your opinion of a person with them or please don't have one at all.


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    I haven't spoke out about this. However, this is actually something I recent talked about with my mom. It was 3 years ago when I got diagnosed. It was 3 years ago when certain things throughout my life made sense. Everyone around started acting differently like I was broken. Like I was fragile. I wasn't. It just all made sense. Now I spend my days learning my mind and body and learning to react accordingly. Yes, some days are worse than others. Yes, some days I KNOW I'm just in a gray area, but I refuse to use that as my excuse to act a certain way. I refuse to let someone say "well shes just having a bad mental health day" No. I am human. I have human reactions, but I own each and every one of them without blaming any of my diagnoses. I don't talk about it because I don't want people to immediately blame my behavior on my mind. I am who I am. I react. I make choices. I own consequences. I am still me. I just know how to handle myself better.


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