You have had a long history in being taught to second guess your reality.
Yes, that was what held me back from accepting that I am NOT bipolar for so long, or even mentally ill, except in the sense of living with a heavy, and unresolved trauma load.
I was a pretty easy mark really - my own thoughts and feelings have been invalidated since childhood. "Everybody else" was always right before I was. I gave all my power away to whoever wanted it, and it just so happened that I walked into the wrong doctor's office, and she took it.:cry:
It's frightening to have that kind of medical power hanging over you
It is, and it has led to some pretty paranoid speculation on my part(as in "is eat0429's bipolar disorder causing her not to be a good parent? Should we have child services look in on her?")Arrrrgh. The paranoid nightmares that roll in my head about that one in particular are not even worth going into.
The other thing that still completely pisses me off is that I will have that DX on my records forever which means that I have to deal with anyone's reaction who sees my records. Medical staff don't usually roll out the red carpet when they have a "bipolar patient" coming through the door! That in itself is enough to drive me insane. Even getting my flipping teeth cleaned!!:mad:...:whistling:
I hope that you know you have support and are not alone with this.
Thank you, lovely Rain. ((((((((hugs for that))))))))You know, it's funny, my husband has NEVER believed that I am bipolar - just crazy for taking all those meds, and he felt so helpless all the years that I was on them. He just didn't know what was really wrong, or how to get me the right help. :( God bless him, he never gave up on me though.
The rant officially ends here so that I can give you thanks (and it will never be enough) for the incredible support and validation you give me on this subject. It means so much to me. Thank you, thank you.:)[/quote]