School accomplishments? Did you do well in school

If i didn't do well in school I got yelled at as grades were all important and made felt like I was a disappointment to the world. I graduated with a 3.7 GPA in HS and a 3.8 GPA in college. I was still made to feel bad cause it wasn't a 4.0 GPA, but that's what drugs are for. looooool.

I was off and on during high school, but my childhood bullies followed me to high school and my BP was undiagnosed. Moved to a snooty school my junior year and I was making better grades. Did well in college but I was in the military and changed schools every two to three years. I never finished my degree because of that. Was finally diagnosed in 2013 and was able to go back to college last year, at 52.

I finished college but I was a train wreck. Going to a very large school didn't help my problems. Mental Health services on campus were non-existent.

Very well, maybe. I answered the questions up to b- and didn't answer the rest. Teachers hated that.

I have the same difficulty with my university. For my school the problem is lack of funding. We have a counseling clinic but they can't afford to have very many counselors so you have to wait weeks or somtimes even a month or more in between appointments... makes progress in therapy very difficult

Yes, I was an exceptional student. Only thing that I ever did really well. Math just made me mad during my first 16 years of education but I had an epiphany in grad school and now fumble with higher mathematics.

I was still a PhD candidate when I was diagnosed with Bipolar I and borderline PD.

I know that I failed at life. Academic success is meaningless when everything else goes into the sewer. I know that my various disorders didn’t help my total lack of emotional behaviors. Don’t feel bad.

Oh, and the second part of the Dunning-Kruger effect... highly competent people assuming that the least competent will have similar skills and understanding of subjects. Elitism. That’s all that is.

***Meeting of the green and simple***

I went into alternative ed in high school, finished in 3 years with a 3.0. Had to work really hard in college to keep a 3.0. Managed almost a 4.0 for grad school. I did not do well in school before high school and I've always had to work to do well. I didn't get diagnosed until I was almost 26.

I feel you about the bullies thing. That must of been really tough to have to deal with those types moving to another school. I was fortunate enough to make my parents hate my school by building up incredible stories about the school. I moved into another school, and guess what; I had to go through the whole ordeal over again with a kid that pretended to be my friend. I bet he feels massive regret for messing up my universe.

High school, like barely a 3.0 (B average)... borderline 2.9 (B- average)

Undergrad, 2.8 (C+)

Grad, 3.7 (A-)

Studied engineering in u. grad and CS in grad.

The only reason I got into grad school is that I worked in a research lab and my professor vouched for me. She said that my grades did not reflect my engineering knowledge, skills, or capabilities. So in layman's terms, she basically said I was "better" than what my grades might suggest.

I finished u. grad in 4 years and grad in 2 years. I'm 26 now.

I did what I liked and did it well. I didn’t do what I didn’t want to do. I never graduated anything. I won awards for what I did. I am quite happy with how I am and how I have turned out. If it was disabilities that caused me this pattern, I made it work for me. I haven’t changed.

I did very well in school, all through primary up until about year 10 (15-16 years old) when alcohol, parties and boys were more interesting. But I rallied in year 12, my final year, to produce much better than expected results. I sailed through first year uni, at age 19, and by my final year, age 21, I had become anxious and depressed, I got my degree though. Managed a couple good years of work then re entered the anxious and depressed stage again.

I did really well in school, and even skipped a grade. None of that mattered in the end because my father was so strict and such a totalitarian, I left home at 15 and dropped out of High School. It ended up not mattering at all anyway, because I got my GED, tried a few colleges, and finally graduated with a degree in Business Administration from a well-known business school.

As a young teen, I was a serious ballet student. I went to school and then danced 1.5 to 3 hours every night.

My first breakdown happened because of my failure to get accepted to a prestigious ballet school, and I would not consider anywhere else. Part of my problem in not getting accepted was related to an extreme growth spurt.

I became very depressed and stopped going to my ballet classes and missed so much school that they threatened to fail me. I managed to push myself to school after that (and my parents' anger) but stopped the ballet, the love of my teen life. I had a terrible breakdown at school that many students witnessed. I ended up being sent to a private school. That really helped, and I was likely at least hypomanic during the transition. I decided to "find God" for the first time in my life and joined the Catholic Church at 17. I really applied myself at the new school, and graduated at the top of my small class of 25.

Though I had a couple of depressions at college, they only temporarily reduced my GPA and credits per semester. I graduated with a good GPA in the end and honors in my major.

My 20s we're mostly productive, with a lot of hypomania (at least one full blown mania), and short-term depressions. One depression caused my boss in Taiwan to take me to the hospital, but I didn't go inpatient.

My career mostly took off, with some difficulties related more to my behavior than abilities. Actually, I was an extremely hard worker, creative and industrious.

Eventually, my illness became severe and all of my ability for success mostly ended.

I wrote about my struggles and successes in childhood in a two part blog post at https://birdflight.blog/2017/06/06/c...rupted-part-1/

I had depressions all of my life but no manic episode or diagnosis of BP until mid 40s. I was valedictorian of my high school but wasn't allowed to give a speech (unlike all previous years) because the teachers didn't like me. I hung out with kids who smoked cigs and pot and did the same but I was active in sports and band. I was abused at home so school was my outlet.

I went to a top ranked university and did well except for one term my sophomore year when I stopped smoking pot and had some kind of a breakdown but recovered in time to keep from failing. Then I went on and got a Phd and had a successful career until my mid 40s break with reality started and I ended up on long term disability unable to work.

I did well in high school (Regents, AP) except for Algebra, which I failed miserably because I couldn't concentrate.

I was really, really flighty in college. Changed majors and schools almost any time mania or depression would really set in. Ended up going to 5 different schools and never did get an undergraduate degree - had to settle for three Associate's degrees.

I did Regents (one, a language, with a 3 years in 2) and AP (art) too, Northchild.

I did great in school. Even in University, though I changed majors with frightening frequency, lol. Even managed to get permission to skip over the entire first year of an art major(!) All good, UNTIL 3rd year of university, which is when my first big depression hit, and it all went to hell. Had to drop out. No help.

Thought about going back, but knew I couldn't remain stable for 4 years and yet somehow, bipolar never occurred to me(!!!) Did go for a 2 year though and graduated top of my major.

It all doesn't matter now as I can only handle working part time, minimum wage nothing job. Didn't get dx'd till late in the game, too late to bother, imo. Symptoms raged for 2 1/2 decades. What a waste.

I always did well in school. I took many AP and Honors classes and got all "A"s or "A+"s. I got a near perfect SAT score and was a National Merit Scholarship finalist. Went to undergrad on a full academic scholarship, then completed two graduate programs in separate fields. Unfortunately, I didn't make a great transition to the working world and struggled a good deal for my first 5-6 years out of grad school. I'm doing better now, but still haven't managed full-time work in my field. It's frustrating because I know I am capable, but my illness (schizoaffective, bp 1 type) holds me back. I keep thinking I should be able to overcome my symptoms, but haven't yet been fully able to. Here's hoping that will change soon!

No I did not. Always wanted to... didnt realize why I wasnt until so much later. Would start every semseter off with the ambition to do well... with but then would find I didnt have the stamina to do well.

It made me feel like i was bad so I started acting out in silly ways. Little did I know I wasnt bad... just sick.

Now that Im medicated thinfs are easier. Im not doing particularly well this semester because I just got out of a mild-moderate depressive episode a month or 2 ago that I am trying to recover from... but I do think at the end of the day Ill be able to do... maybe not GREAT... but ok.

I excelled in school. I was valedictorian of my graduating class, though granted, I lived in the country and my high school was small (graduating class 109 students). I had straight A's in college, with the exception of Physics 2, where I got a B. I went to graduate school and got a Masters in Cell & Molecular Biology.

But all my issues with bipolar and anxiety/panic have made it that every time I try to work, I nearly end up in the psych hospital with mania, depression, and/or panic. My pdoc finally told me she didn't think it was a good idea for me to work, just stay home and worry about taking care of things there. I have a 10 year old daughter, super-smart but with tons of sensory issues and bordering very closely to being on the autism spectrum with something like Aspergers. (I do think my dad has undiagnosed Aspergers, so I believe her symptoms could be hereditary.) Anyway, she is not the easiest kid to parent, as much as I love her. With my husband's measly salary of being a high school teacher, we make too much money for me to qualify for disability. Our finances are tight with a having a mortgage and all my psych expenses. The insurance they give to teachers in his district has a $7500 deductible, no kidding.

I always excelled at school. High school, college, grad school parts 1 and 2. But now I'm in a PhD program and I'm really struggling to keep up. My illness has really taken over and I require lots of time off, which is not conducive to the academic schedule. I worry I'll have to drop out.

BP and panic disorder was the reason I got a Master's instead of a Ph.D. in grad school. I started grad school intending to get a Ph.D. I had to be hospitalized for panic disorder, there was a life event out of my control that caused panic disorder/PTSD, while I was in grad school, and my supervisor was NOT happy about it. Then, the head of my committee very gently told me she thought it was better I go on the Masters track. Luckily, she was empathetic about it, particularly the life event that happened to me while in grad school (unintended victim of a shooting, not shot but it happened while I was asleep in my apartment). Not what I had planned, but she was right, I believe now. Of course, it's many years down the road. I got my Masters in 2004. Now, I can't even work because of all my psych issues...sigh.

What are you studying?

I did drugs throughout high school and I'm not sure how I managed to graduate. By the time I made it to college I had my **** together a lot more and managed to pull a 3.6 average even though I had to drop out at one point due to my illness.