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Sandy
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- Apr 27, 2010
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Hi guys,
I was always a high achiever at school and even at an early age. Let me stress the importance of keeping active, healthy diet and regular sleep. Because as I grew older especially as I hit my teens? I deprived myself of sleep and there was an ongoing tension between my two parents in the Family. Most Importantly I was deprived of love from my Father of whom I loved very much
. My mother cared for me but she was too involved in her issues with my Father.
My grades began to slip at school and I was spiralling out of control into a deep depression. On that fateful day I went manic. I was hospitalized for about 3 months. Where I had regular visits from my Family and eagerly wanted to go home. I cried myself to sleep every night and the delusions and frightening hallucinations didn't help. I thought the nurses and doctors in the hospital were planning to torture and kill me. It was always the sad depressing songs in my head that seemed to make me all the more emotional. This was at the age of 15.
I was just finishing my GCSEs (Secondary School Education). I didn't do bad at all as I had done all the previous work prior to the illness. The final year was just taking exams and finishing off previously started projects.
I attempted A levels but couldn't cope and took some time out to refocus. I went on 12 week course that involved various teamwork activities and challenges which I successfully completed. With the help of my mother I returned to do my A levels (2 years prior to going to uni). I came out with below average grades and off to university I went.
But this is where the problem has begun..I have been doing okay...finished my first semester with below average grades. But by the second semester decided to change my course to music. I made all the preparations but then decided to stay on my course because the anxiety and uncertainty was all too overwhelming. I am halfway through my second semester but falling behind on assignments and may decide I want to drop out of university.
I am currently in a Bipolar 2 depressive phase and it seems I cannot complete anything I start. My mind changes as frequently as the British Weather which I belive is the associated anxiety that comes with Bipolar 2. I feel like Ive lost my sense of self and my social life is nil. I'm afraid to leave the house and when I do? I'm always eager to go back home. I am on 4mg of Resperidone and I am quite cynical of psychiatric drugs often believing they do more harm than good so I am quite content with my dosage and type of med.
I have a therapist I am seeing but I think all I need to know from him is completed. I think my next step will be to find another therapist someone with a different view on things. I've made alot of progress over the last 5 years but its an up and down battle. My mum loves me sooo dearly and I am glad I have that support but she is at her wits end! I really don't want to push it or I risk losing that support but I doubt that cos she loves me too much. Its so unfair on the carers because they can't move on with their lives but hopefully things will take a turn for the better.
I am very passionate about music, art and dance. I have made very little progress with that, I thought of it as a career but now I don't think it is something I want. Its too tasking and varied, people suffering from bipolar need more stabilty and financial security in their life. At the same time I can't let go...It's almost like a trick my mind is using to withhold me from better things in my life. I mean I could always keep it as a hobby right???!! but I want something more. Hopefully I will let go and move forward. All these thoughts in my mind constantly torture me with what-if scenarios.
I have actually gotten to a point where I feel like that there is no point to this life. But I keep on and always will because ending my life is not an option and I am the least keen to take that path!. I hope in Jesus, but I often wonder where he is in the midst of all this storm and chaos in my life.
I have alot to offer but I am losing my sense of self and feel like the world is not a safe place and is full of people who are not caring at all. Like where is the Love???!!! We seriously need Love in this world!!!!! People are too selfish and superficial. God please send down your love....:'(
I was always a high achiever at school and even at an early age. Let me stress the importance of keeping active, healthy diet and regular sleep. Because as I grew older especially as I hit my teens? I deprived myself of sleep and there was an ongoing tension between my two parents in the Family. Most Importantly I was deprived of love from my Father of whom I loved very much

My grades began to slip at school and I was spiralling out of control into a deep depression. On that fateful day I went manic. I was hospitalized for about 3 months. Where I had regular visits from my Family and eagerly wanted to go home. I cried myself to sleep every night and the delusions and frightening hallucinations didn't help. I thought the nurses and doctors in the hospital were planning to torture and kill me. It was always the sad depressing songs in my head that seemed to make me all the more emotional. This was at the age of 15.
I was just finishing my GCSEs (Secondary School Education). I didn't do bad at all as I had done all the previous work prior to the illness. The final year was just taking exams and finishing off previously started projects.
I attempted A levels but couldn't cope and took some time out to refocus. I went on 12 week course that involved various teamwork activities and challenges which I successfully completed. With the help of my mother I returned to do my A levels (2 years prior to going to uni). I came out with below average grades and off to university I went.
But this is where the problem has begun..I have been doing okay...finished my first semester with below average grades. But by the second semester decided to change my course to music. I made all the preparations but then decided to stay on my course because the anxiety and uncertainty was all too overwhelming. I am halfway through my second semester but falling behind on assignments and may decide I want to drop out of university.
I am currently in a Bipolar 2 depressive phase and it seems I cannot complete anything I start. My mind changes as frequently as the British Weather which I belive is the associated anxiety that comes with Bipolar 2. I feel like Ive lost my sense of self and my social life is nil. I'm afraid to leave the house and when I do? I'm always eager to go back home. I am on 4mg of Resperidone and I am quite cynical of psychiatric drugs often believing they do more harm than good so I am quite content with my dosage and type of med.
I have a therapist I am seeing but I think all I need to know from him is completed. I think my next step will be to find another therapist someone with a different view on things. I've made alot of progress over the last 5 years but its an up and down battle. My mum loves me sooo dearly and I am glad I have that support but she is at her wits end! I really don't want to push it or I risk losing that support but I doubt that cos she loves me too much. Its so unfair on the carers because they can't move on with their lives but hopefully things will take a turn for the better.
I am very passionate about music, art and dance. I have made very little progress with that, I thought of it as a career but now I don't think it is something I want. Its too tasking and varied, people suffering from bipolar need more stabilty and financial security in their life. At the same time I can't let go...It's almost like a trick my mind is using to withhold me from better things in my life. I mean I could always keep it as a hobby right???!! but I want something more. Hopefully I will let go and move forward. All these thoughts in my mind constantly torture me with what-if scenarios.
I have actually gotten to a point where I feel like that there is no point to this life. But I keep on and always will because ending my life is not an option and I am the least keen to take that path!. I hope in Jesus, but I often wonder where he is in the midst of all this storm and chaos in my life.
I have alot to offer but I am losing my sense of self and feel like the world is not a safe place and is full of people who are not caring at all. Like where is the Love???!!! We seriously need Love in this world!!!!! People are too selfish and superficial. God please send down your love....:'(