I check out. Disconnect. Isolate. Withdraw into myself, and lose myself in the process.
I've been struggling particularly hard for the last year since becoming physically disabled, as the healthy avenues I had for remaining connected with the world are things I cannot currently do.
On the bright side, I've been medication-free for 11 months, other than very occasional alprazolam. My diagnosis is bipolar disorder, PTSD, dissociative disorder - a trifecta, what do I win? It's interesting how diagnoses of mental disorder evolve as the layers are peeled away.
It's frustrating as hell. I was voluntarily hospitalized in April-May of 2011, and exited with a new appreciation for life and was becoming much more active and feeling great about myself.
Five months down the road I suffered a potentially fatal illness that has left me crippled. (I hate that word, but there is no other way to effectively express it.) Although I shared a lot about my ordeal here as it unfolded, I haven't said much publicly about the aftermath. Progress derailed, and I'm left feeling like I'm starting from scratch again.
I needed to vent a bit. Thanks to the OP for starting this thread.
I've been struggling particularly hard for the last year since becoming physically disabled, as the healthy avenues I had for remaining connected with the world are things I cannot currently do.
On the bright side, I've been medication-free for 11 months, other than very occasional alprazolam. My diagnosis is bipolar disorder, PTSD, dissociative disorder - a trifecta, what do I win? It's interesting how diagnoses of mental disorder evolve as the layers are peeled away.
It's frustrating as hell. I was voluntarily hospitalized in April-May of 2011, and exited with a new appreciation for life and was becoming much more active and feeling great about myself.
Five months down the road I suffered a potentially fatal illness that has left me crippled. (I hate that word, but there is no other way to effectively express it.) Although I shared a lot about my ordeal here as it unfolded, I haven't said much publicly about the aftermath. Progress derailed, and I'm left feeling like I'm starting from scratch again.
I needed to vent a bit. Thanks to the OP for starting this thread.
