I was diagnosed as manic-depressive in April of 1978 after I had a psychotic episode on January 13th, 1978 — my mother’s 50th birthday.
I am also a recovering alcoholic. God willing, on August 8, 2014, I anticipate celebrating 34 years of continuous sobriety.
My mission is to trust God, clean house, and help others. I wish to share my experience, strength and hope when appropriate.
My youngest brother is now 51 and has been institutionalized with schizo-affective disorder since he was 23. He is not dumb; he had completed 3 years of college when he had a breakdown. He is in a place called Park Place in Tacoma, Washington State.
I have had numerous psychotic episodes, both breast cancer and esophageal cancer. I am 64 years young and am a survivor. I have not been hospitalized for bipolar disorder since 1992. I have chronic kidney disease as a result of taking lithium for many years; do you??
I hope I can give hope to others who have mental illness. My advice: Be sure to ask for help. I have never been in the mental health system; I have always been private pay — without the assistance of my family. This can be done, although it is not easy.
Once again, you are NOT alone in this fight!