I’ve been open about my bipolar diagnosis and my recent struggles with depression. It’s been a long time learning how to live with my challenges — and I’m still learning. And while I’m doing well now, there were dark moments on my path.
Early on, decades ago now, before I had any clear diagnosis, I had a night when my friends feared for my safety. At their urging, I went to the hospital. I only spent a few days there, but it likely saved my life — even though it was just one of many steps.
Mental health concerns are health concerns — and mental health crises are health crises. We end stigma by ending stigma, so that’s my story tonight. Above all, don’t add to stigma, and help end it where you can.
If you need help and don't know who to reach out to, there are options. Here are two:
✅ National Suicide Prevention Lifeline: suicidepreventionlifeline.org / 800-273-8255
✅ Trevor Project (LGBTQ Youth): thetrevorproject.org / 866-488-7386
To be clear, I’m talking about this because of a news story this evening. ... I’m doing very well right now, especially grading on a 2020 curve. I’m turning 43 in a few minutes, I’m sober, I just finished some Jeni’s ice cream, and I ran a PR 10K today. 💖
Which is also my way of saying, ending stigma is important, but also that getting help can work — and transform your life in totally miraculous, unimagined ways.
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