The problem with how we treat bipolar
Linda Logan provides us a riveting description of her challenges with bipolar and the impact it had on both herself and her family. Her story is a powerful reminder of the importance of de-stigmatizing mental health challenges - for both children and parents of children. The stark reality of Linda's journey through the past 20+ years provides an important reminder to all of us that life is more about making the best of what you have and not hoping for fairy tale endings.
- The last time I saw my old self, I was 27 years old and living in Boston. I was doing well in graduate school, had a tight circle of friends and was a prolific creative writer. Married to my high-school sweetheart, I had just had my first child. Back then, my best times were twirling my baby girl under the gloaming sky on a Florida beach and flopping on the bed with my husband — feet propped against the wall — and talking. The future seemed wide open.
I don’t think there is a particular point at which I can say I became depressed. My illness was insidious, gradual and inexorable. I had a preview of depression in high school, when I spent a couple of years wearing all black, rimming my eyes in kohl and sliding against the walls in the hallways, hoping that no one would notice me. But back then I didn’t think it was a very serious problem...