I have a diagnosis of bipolar type 1, depression and have a past of bulimia. I was diagnosed when I was in my twenties. I always knew something was wrong because I couldn’t control my emotions, and I was sad all the time. Art has been a coping skills to escape these diagnosis and to get away from the negative people in my life.
At six years old, I was drawing and painting—experiencing my mind and imagination by creating art. I did this to get away from the arguments and not being able to get along with my peers and parents, unless I was a well-mannered boy. If I was well-mannered and drawing, I was perfect in my parent’s eyes. I didn’t have a lot of friends and I connected more with females because they were easier to talk to and more sensitive. Through everything, I always felt better when I did art or listened to music. Another solace of mine was physical exercise, such as walking or going for a bike ride. This went on for several years.
At ten years old, I started smoking cigarettes and doing drugs. But again, I always relied on my relatives, art and music to get me by. Currently, I am in an art day program called Millennium in Eagan MN. I have done several drawings, paintings, and macaroni images. I have increased my time I put into my artwork and therefore it has rekindled my love and joy for it. It has made me a lot happier then I remember.
I thank God for all the people that have helped me with my life.