tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6515645868256660050.post624882215617057157..comments2023-07-27T03:22:58.418-04:00Comments on My Life With Bipolar Disorder And My Passionate Journey Towards Kissing Stigma Goodbye!!: Just because I'm not in the hospital doesn't mean I'm not sick!Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6515645868256660050.post-60684198412196155522013-10-15T00:03:30.919-04:002013-10-15T00:03:30.919-04:00I agree with you 100% Amy! The word depressed is t...I agree with you 100% Amy! The word depressed is thrown around to described someone's situational sadness so often. Then when it comes to trying to explain our real depression and not sadness people just chalk it up to be the sadness they are so used to hearing depression described as. No one really understands the seriousness of depression unless they've been through it. I myself haven't had a true depressed episode in years although I've had tons of mania, my bipolar shifted from a more depressed type to a manic type. I sometimes even find myself forgetting all the details of what the depression was like and I've experienced it bad enough to attempt suicide and spend quite some time in ICU as a result.Sara B.https://www.blogger.com/profile/06506207052480125631noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6515645868256660050.post-18336864107416023562013-10-14T01:09:37.175-04:002013-10-14T01:09:37.175-04:00So very true. I think this is why I withdraw from...So very true. I think this is why I withdraw from people so much when I am at my worst. It's too hard to explain to people who don't understand (words like "depressed" don't even begin to express the pain and words like "psychotic" just scare people), and yet I can't always put on that fake happy mask to hide my illness, so I just try to hide myself away until it gets better. It shouldn't be like that; I shouldn't "hide away" like I have something to be ashamed about. But it just seems easier sometimes. Amy Purdyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08211334175857761051noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6515645868256660050.post-8338386103911093342013-10-13T13:52:56.983-04:002013-10-13T13:52:56.983-04:00It's so hurtful and frustrating when you'r...It's so hurtful and frustrating when you're suffering alone because people don't even try to understand.Sara B.https://www.blogger.com/profile/06506207052480125631noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6515645868256660050.post-37956463244014344822013-10-13T07:28:36.150-04:002013-10-13T07:28:36.150-04:00I love that graphic, too, by the way. I wonder wh...I love that graphic, too, by the way. I wonder why people don't understand the severity of any disease until it has landed a person in the hospital.Karen Greenberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12272747678480176988noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6515645868256660050.post-91753364446722185692013-10-13T07:27:25.635-04:002013-10-13T07:27:25.635-04:00In this way, I can definitely relate to what you g...In this way, I can definitely relate to what you go through. I have nerve damage in my feet after severe complications with shingles. I can't run the way I used to, and I can't exercise as often as I would like. I also have thyroid disorder. I know what it is like to be judged, as even family members have told me to just get up and start walking. Yeah, when my feet feel like they are on fire with every step, that is going to happen! I think this has made me more understanding of my husband's hidden illness- bipolar and borderline personality disorder. I understand that sometimes you smile though the pain and tell others you are okay because it's just too frustrating to try to make them understand otherwise.<br />Karen Greenberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12272747678480176988noreply@blogger.com