As many do, I fought the idea of mental illness and medication. At 50, I finally accepted my diagnoses and began the journey towards stability. Learning all I could about my multiple diagnosises and what I could do to help myself I faithfully began treatment, never missing an appointment nor a dose of prescribed medication. 

I’m 68 now. By being 100% honest with my doctor as well as myself, I’m stable. And I will remain so, as long as I continue with the support of a good doctor and my medication and the faith I have in myself.

It’s been a struggle my entire life to finally feel like I’m in control of my present and future.

My advice to others is to be sincere with yourself as well as your mental health professionals. Make your mental health the most important thing in your life.