This month I am choosing to focus on mental health. Specifically, I will focus on coping skills that help me move forward in life and they may help you, too.
Coping skills…what are they? Coping skills are the things we use in life to get through. The way we survive and in some cases the way we thrive.
The first coping skill will come at you next week. I am trying to make these posts happen on Mondays. I missed this post with this Monday, so I don’t know how consistent I will be at it. I’m trying y’all. 🙂 Bear with me.
Greetings! I have taken about 2 months off from consistently posting on Teal Guava. It has been a doozie of a summer and spring. The good news is I’m back and I’m stronger for the time away.
As far as my personal journey…those of you who follow the blog know that I have bipolar disorder. I don’t hide my disease and quite often am very outspoken about mental health issues. Here’s the deal. After my dad dying in October, my dog dying in March, David kicking me out at the end of April and all this going on while my doctor wasn’t listening to me and my medication stopped working led to my third hospitalization from bipolar disorder.
I can say that I successfully completed the 7 week program and I am SO much stronger than I was before. I have a new doctor, a medication that works, and a great therapist. I’m good to go!
Through the journey of self discovery while I was hospitalized, I remembered how important my faith is to me. You see, I’m a Catholic convert. I came into the Church in 2013. The journey of my conversion has been an ongoing process. The whole of that story I shall tell at another time. After cohabitating for 3 years, I’ve learned I never want to do that again. Ever. I’ve also learned that Mary leads us back to Jesus every time.
All this to say, I’m still going to write about finances, health, and the like. I’m also going to be writing about faith. You don’t have to have the same faith or any faith to continue to read this blog. I just ask that you listen with an open heart and listen through love.
I’m excited to bring you the journey of me coming back into the Church and all that this entails. I’m excited to share my faith and my hope with you, dear reader. I’m excited to start this journey.
I have been diagnosed with Bipolar 1, PTSD, and Generalized Anxiety Disorder. I am not these things. I am not my diagnosis. And neither are you.
Due to these, I have symptoms that must be managed. Things like panic attacks, mood swings, depression, mania, etc. I’m learning to cope within these. I was diagnosed originally with unipolar depression back in 1998. After my first manic episode, I was diagnosed with Bipolar 1 in 2003/4. There are MANY articles about the difference between 1 and 2. I suggest you do some research if you’re curious about 1 vs. 2. In reality, the differences don’t make that big of an issue with this post.
Despite being labeled “crazy” by every man I’ve ever lived with, I’m not crazy. I have an illness. Along with 2% of the population of America. The deal is once you know your own weaknesses-NO ONE CAN USE THEM AGAINST YOU.
The conversation around mental illness is changing. People are speaking up more about having a diagnosis. People are speaking up about getting help. People are no longer afraid of a little label destroying their life.
For me, when I received that little label, I knew it was going to be a long, lonely battle, but one that I was finally prepared for because-frankly-I was sick of being sick. Fact is: I still get sick. It happens. BUT NOW-I speak up about it. I have a voice and you do too. Find yours. It just might save your life.