I am currently involved with NAMI, and, I have to say, I love me some NAMI! They not only help me in everyday life is a part of my being, but also to enjoy and treasure any knowledge of my illness that I receive. My soul and heart also fills with joy every time a newcomer to NAMI experiences the same.
First and foremost I would love to thank NAMI for existing. My most effective therapy is sharing my story and relating with others sharing the same mental illness as I.
It was a year after the breakdown that led to my psychiatric treatment at Eastern Long Island Hospital. I’m not a believer in burning bridges, but when you abjectly humiliate yourself by emailing a psychotic rant to all your friends and co-workers, it doesn’t much matter what you believe.
“You are not alone” is the single hardest thing to hear and believe from the midst of flashbacks of PTSD and dissociative disorder. After eleven years of therapy and mindfulness practice, I finally believe it.