The whole reason I was even in that office was because things in my life and mostly in my marriage had gotten to a point that I knew something just had to be off… be it me or him.. Something was off and after all bi-polar was expected so I figured treatment for that was much needed anyways. I was no longer happy, my mood swings were way out of control and most of the times when my husband and I had an argument I had no clue what was going on.. I couldn’t even remember what I said or what he said.. but I didn’t have a bad memory because I could recall couples I had served weeks or even months later and what their order and tip were.
It’s been over two months now since I walked away from that office and began my prescriptions, as much as I didn’t want to accept it then, I have finally come to the understanding that I am a little off. The difference in my life now versus two months ago is huge. I am so much happier, I no longer hear my neighbors (or husband) mumbling constantly, I LOVE my husband (Yes I loved him before but I was so miserable.. I was seriously never happy), I no longer go on impulse shopping sprees (which I may add were VERY bad), and I no longer have my dramatic mood swings. I hope to continue down the same positive path that I have these past few months. I hope to one day be able to control/contain my mental episodes so I may quit the medications but until then I will happily take them throughout my day.
I know mental diseases are a common thing but not widely shared as opposed to health related illnesses, which is why I felt like sharing my story. This is just my personal experience and story but I know there are others out there who struggle like my family and I did. If you have your own personal stories I would love for you to share them in the comments below.