Since mental illness is hot topic due to Kate Spade and Anthony Bourdain’s suici…

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Since mental illness is hot topic due to Kate Spade and Anthony Bourdain’s suicide, I just thought I would repost this Instagram post I did in 2016 when I graduated college. It’s my personal story of my struggles with mental illness. I used to be sooooo scared that people would find out I struggled with mental illness and not want to employ me or be my friend or date me. I’m so glad to say I no longer care but I actually wouldn’t want to associate myself with anyone who “cared.” I was so overwhelmed with the love and support I received after posting this on my social media then and I’m so heart warmed to see the loving and compassionate posts in response to these recent (high profile) suicides. With all the horrible things that go on in this world, it is wonderful to at least be able to not have to hide my past or the love I have for my girlfriend ?. S o if you’re curious, here’s my story, and know IT CAN GET SOOOO MUCH BETTER!! :::::::::::::::::: Today, I graduated college. It took me 10 years but I finally did it. I contemplated writing this post, I don’t usually like to overshare on social media. But if I can in any way help destigmatize mental illness by giving it a face, then it’s worth it. Ever since I can remember, I found myself doing things in numbers. When I was in middle school I had my first panic attack. Soon I stopped leaving my house. If I went anywhere except school I would feel sheer terror, hyperventilate and cry. my confined life made me depressed. I slept all the time and thought about not wanting to live. I was diagnosed with ocd, panic disorder and depression and put on antidepressants but continued to struggle. I hung in for a few semesters of college until things unraveled and I found myself at a residential treatment center where they diagnosed me with bipolar disorder. But it would take years before a bout of self harm led me to my amazing Doctor. With the help of 12 rounds of electro convulsive shock therapy or ECT (yes like in one flew over the cukoos nest but modernized and regulated) and proper medication, today I am finally thriving and living out my dream as an artist and found my soulmate. My point to all (cont in comments)



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