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Wow, I didn't have any memory of this until recently because I was reading through some old skype chat logs with a friend from when I was 16, but apparently my old psychiatrist tried diagnosing me with bipolar even back then and I was absolutely convinced she was wrong. She prescribed me Risperdal and told me that I have severe mood swings and that I was even hypomanic at that very moment but I told her that I was incredibly calm and that she didn't know what she was talking about. I do remember that day, and I have no clue how I could have deluded myself into thinking I was calm! I was talking a mile a minute, shaking, my mind was racing, and I couldn't really sit still. On top of that I was highly irritated with her because I was convinced that I was fine. I tried taking Risperdal but quit after 2 days because I thought my psychiatrist was nuts. I thought everyone around me was nuts for telling me I needed help. Shortly after this appointment I stopped going to that clinic altogether. It took almost 4 years of getting progressively worse before I finally sought out help again but I'm glad I did. Just kind of shocked that I was so unaware of my behavior back then!
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Sometimes it takes things getting really bad before you can face a diagnosis like that. For me I can see Bipolar all the way back to when I was 5 or 6, then through high school and college but it wasn't until my first major episode at 28 that I was ready to get help. I'm glad you're able to accept it now. I hope things continue to get better for you.
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I know what you mean. When I was 19 I quit school and decided to become a rockstar. I covered my arms in tattoos and bought guitars. I couldn't even play. I held band auditions, and I thought I could learn guitar in a week or two. At the time I genuinely believed that I was going to be a rockstar. Now I look back and I wonder why no one in my life saw how crazy I was behaving. My family doesn't believe in mental illness, so they just let me walk around being crazy. During that same time I learned German, and spent $3,000 on a trip to Germany that I never even went on, because by the time the trip came up I was over it.
Even now I have days where I don't want to believe anything is wrong. When I get like that I just remember that time, and the few others where I was clearly unstable. |
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It's hard to accept things like MI as a teenager because all I wanted to be was normal, even though I knew I wasn't. I was diagnosed with depression at 17 but since the doctor was a jerk I didn't take it seriously. I went through many years of hell before I was properly diagnosed at 47. My daughter is the same way with her MDD/GAD diagnosis. I guess we just have to live and learn it.
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