Also, it's really not possible to accurately diagnose anything over the internet, so please try to avoid making generalized statements such as "you have xyz, do this." It's perfectly okay to say something along the lines of "I've experienced something like that, and this is what helped me..." but please keep in mind that everyone is different, and what may work wonderfully for one person might not work at all for the next.

Thank you in advance for your thoughtfulness.

Kyth

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Kythryne Aisling
Scarleteen Advocate

I guess we need a guinea pig, eh?

Me! Me! Me! <jumps up and down>

I'm a wealth of acronyms. ADD, PTSD, and a touch of bipolar (darn, no acronym )
It kinda sucks, because the symptoms are obvious to nearly everybody but me. It's really hard being told you have to be treated for something, but you don't see why you should have to.
I can't sit still, ever, and my mind is always jumping from one thing to another to another to another.
I get scared really really easily, and I can start to shake really easily. I'm absolutely terrified of the dark, and I tend to swing off the deep end a lot.
My moods are visible to everybody around me, I can chage 180 degrees in a space of 30 seconds.
Apparently I can be scary sometimes.

On the treatment side of things, apparently I "definitely" have ADD and PTSD (to clarify, that's Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) and some doctor "suspects" bipolar. My doctor has something against Ritalin (which is probably a good thing) so my ADD gets to run rampant, and I have developed an aversion to Psychiatrits and the such (see "Therapy" thread). So everything is kinda running rampant right now, all over the place.

Kinda makes you feel like a freak sometimes, I have all these school papers, and they tell the teachers right away that I'm something to be rekoned with, or something like that.
And apparently I'm stuck with it too, bleh.

But what I've come to realize is that the only way for me be a happy together person is to disregard everything a psychiatrist has ever told me. If I walk around thinking, oh, there's something wrong with me, I'm mentally ill, I give myself an excuse to continue to wallow in misery. When I'm in "mental illness mode" as I like to call it, it seems beyond my control, and hence inevitable that I will be unhappy.

Instead, I have decided that there is nothing wrong with me. I am a perfectly okay person, there's nothing wrong with my brain or my personality, in fact, both are fabulous. Maybe I grate on the nerves of the medical establishment, but they can shove it. I am fine. With this mentality, I am able to be a really happy and okay person. Maybe some people's mental illness really is out of there control, but I've found that for me, the less I think of myself as mentally ill, the more I am able to not be.