Denying My Diagnosis of Bipolar 2 Disorder
I remember sitting in an office, as a team of medical professionals diagnosed me with bipolar 2 disorder. At the time, I did not fully comprehend what they were saying. It was just words without meaning. I did not question their diagnosis, but I struggled to believe that I had bipolar disorder. Me? No way. I could not connect the image I saw in the mirror to the image that stigma told me bipolar disorder was.
Coming to Accept My Bipolar 2 Diagnosis
It was not until I got involved in the mental health community and was asked to speak publicly about my bipolar 2 diagnosis that reality began to set in. At one event, I shared my experience with a crowd of strangers. Towards the end of my speech, I talked about the steps I would take to manage the rest of my life with bipolar 2 disorder. As I said those words aloud, my diagnosis became real.
I look back at journal entries from my lowest point and can feel the pain from my writing. It is a reminder of how real that pain was at a particular time in my life before I sought treatment. However, I think about my diagnosis of bipolar 2 disorder very differently now. The disorder I denied for so long is not the disorder that I have. I define bipolar 2 disorder in my own way. No one else can do that for me. I do not deny my diagnosis; I deny what stigma tells me mental health conditions are.
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Blum, H. (2017, April 13). Denying My Diagnosis of Bipolar 2 Disorder, HealthyPlace. Retrieved on 2020, May 29 from https://www.healthyplace.com/living-with-bipolar-blog/denying-my-diagnosis-of-bipolar-2-disorder