There’s nothing I can let go of that ends my renewed experiences of stigma and shame surrounding mental illness.
When I was diagnosed with OCD several years ago, like most people, I assumed it was an anxiety disorder. It wasn’t until months later that I stumbled on articles debating the merits of defining OCD as an entirely separate category of mental illness.
I am doing this at the risk of people who may criticize or question me, because at least some part of me knows: If I don’t, something worse will happen to me, and soon.
Despite the possible consequences, I am allowing myself more than a mere moment to recuperate.
Does chronic anxiety ever make you feel like a flake?
Mild depression (more familiar to the masses than its more severe form) is like being relentlessly cold; MDD is like having extreme frostbite.
We both have mental illness. How can I know either, let alone both of us, will be okay after our breakup?
I just can't shake this feeling that my boyfriend going to leave me and find someone who makes him happy without mental health issues.
And then I did what some people might consider unprofessional: I opened up to them as well. I struggle with a variety of mental health conditions.
People just don’t get OCD. OCD is a well-recognized mental illness which affects roughly 1-2% of the population. Yet, it remains badly misunderstood.
Once I learned how to discuss my bipolar disorder, I stopped defining myself by my illness and started talking about my emotions as well as my struggles.