But I’ve realised that, in my personal life, I’m a hypocrite.I still hardly ever talk about it with family and friends. In fact, when it comes to men, I’m pretty afraid of dating someone who has a long-term mental illness themselves.You always have the choice to experience our sites without personalized advertising based on your web browsing activity by visiting the DAA’s Consumer Choice page, the NAI's website, and/or the EU online choices page, from each of your browsers or devices.To avoid personalized advertising based on your mobile app activity, you can install the DAA’s App Choices app here.
Then for several months everything slows, the wheels get caught in tar and everything’s harder, I start to remember what a stupid bitch I am and doing anything feels about as worthwhile and effective as trying to make the tide stop by shouting at it.
If someone wouldn’t date me just because I have a bipolar disorder, I’d consider them a pretty sh*t human being.
Of course, we all have to look after our mental health and even the most robust of us have to deal with stress, sadness, anger and grief.
You can read about me here, peruse the archives here and read popular posts here. I lived out of state at the time, so I never met her, but I heard from family members who did know her that she was slightly more — I’m not sure how to phrase this — severe in her disability.
He is creative, has a decent sense of humor, has good taste in music, and loves to cook. In fact, save for the fact that when he talks he has trouble getting his words out, most people can’t even tell that he’s any different. I should note that, sadly, my parents were never the most attentive and didn’t ever give him — or me for that matter — many of the general safety talks that most parents have when it comes to the internet. They shame him for having screen savers of scantily clad comic book characters or even having an interest in women.