7 May Today is the day we fight back

Todag a great friend, a guest blogger, Ms. Jess Melancholia

Jess Melancholia is a blogger for Huffington Post, bpHope Magazine, The Mighty, and The International Bipolar Foundation. Jess lives in San Diego, California with her husband and cat.
Jess was diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder
Type 2 in the summer of. 2014, she suffered a 6 month bipolar depression triggered by extreme family medical stresses.

Jess keeps her hypomanic and depressive episodes under control as best she can
Hobbies include playing horror video games and wine tasting.

Her daytime profession is a molecular biologist. She’s hugely intelligent.

In addition to the above and the Bipolar, Jess writes and fights intense sexual urges in her periods of hypomania and mania.
Again Jess wins the battle typically

The piece today is one of Jess’s most popular pieces.

We are given rules regarding Mental Health condition and how we can feel and how not to be so hard on ourselves

Ready. Set. Sail (Im quoting Jess’s launch into her blogs. I’m fairly sure these intro words are linked to her compass theme!!

Jess is on Twitter at @jessmelancholia

Jess has an exceptional website
Bipolarcompass.com

(I’m on it as a blogging prize winner)

Today is the day we fight back. Today is the day we push for our rights. Today is the day to stop with all the bullshit. In honor of Mental Health Month.

Rule Number 1: You have a mental condition

You have a mental illness. A brain disorder. A neural malfunction. Whatever you prefer to call it, news flash, your brain doesn’t work the same as normie brains. Period. It’s not a theory. It’s scientific fact. Stop. Fucking. Apologizing. Unless you are the greatest neurosurgeon that ever walked this earth, you didn’t do this to yourself. You were born with it. And as such, you have no control over what happens in there. So acknowledge it and let people know. Which leads me to my next point.

Rule Number 2: You have symptoms associated with your condition

Just like every malady to ever infest this planet, there are some things that happen when you are not doing well. Like…wait for it…you exhibit symptoms that characterize what kind of illness you have. Shocking I know! It’s almost like you’re sick or something. So I guess that means you need medical attention correct. Perhaps pills, therapy, ECT, TMS, etc. You need something to calm the “swelling” and stop the “coughing”. No medical professional should ever tell you that you are faking it. No medical professional should ever tell you that you aren’t “really sick” and “just suck it up”. Why do you allow your friends and family to tell you that? On that note.

Rule Number 3: You are sick regardless of public opinion

Just because someone isn’t coughing in your face doesn’t mean they aren’t sick. Don’t you ever presume that because Joe Dick-in-his-Hands sees crying as a weakness that you should feel bad about it. Crying is a symptom of depression. He isn’t a doctor so he can’t judge if he agrees or not. That’s his limited opinion on his limited experience. If he won’t be there to lift you up, then dump his ass and move on. Same goes for every other person you know: mom, dad, grandma, grandpa, great grandma, great grandpa, cousin Mel, Aunt Judy, Uncle Sam, Bob the gardener, Mary the cook, George the masseuse, Jim the gun enthusiast, Donald Trump, President Barack Obama, The Ghost of StoneWall Jackson, Bigfoot, Santa Claus, and Josie the Fire-Breathing Cyborg Pegacorn from Outer Space. No one’s opinion fucking matters!!! And with that.

Rule Number 4: You are sick regardless of Depression or Mania

Oooooooo…oh you better believe that is true. You better believe that is true. I’ll say it right now…Mania is also considered part of your bipolar…so therefore it weighs just as heavy as Depression. I know you’re all probably like, “But..but Jess. When you are in bed crying and feeling sorry for yourself then it’s an illness but when you are maxing out your credit card and fucking everything that moves it’s a decision and therefore no longer an illness.” Oh. Oh, that’s what you think. Bend over and let me get my cat-of-nine-tales and show you how wrong you are. Wanna dance cowboy? No, in fact, you are sick on both ends. Shocking! So therefore, stop blaming yourself. Stop. Blaming. Yourself. Let’s play out the scenario shall we:

Scenario 1

JM: “I’m so sorry sweetie. I’m trying my best. I just can’t seem to control myself. Whenever I feel like this, I can’t help but act the way I do.”
Hubby: “Really?! That’s your excuse?! You can’t control yourself?! You should!! You’re not even trying! How hard is it to stop sexting men on the internet. Show some self-control! If you love me, you’d stop!”
JM: “I said I’m sorry. It just happens. It’s almost like my body does it without my permission. Holding it in hurts. I’m not doing it to make you mad. This is just how I react.”
Hubby: “It’s disgusting! You need to stop fucking doing it. Right now. Or I’m leaving you!”

Scenario 2

JM: “I’m so sorry sweetie. I’m trying my best. I just can’t seem to control myself. Whenever I feel like this, I can’t help but act the way I do.”
Hubby: “Really?! That’s your excuse?! You can’t control yourself?! You should!! You’re not even trying! How hard is it to stop crying and lying in bed all day. Show some self-control! If you love me, you’d stop!”
JM: “I said I’m sorry. It just happens. It’s almost like my body does it without my permission. Holding it in hurts. I’m not doing it to make you mad. This is just how I react.”
Hubby: “It’s disgusting! You need to stop fucking doing it. Right now. Or I’m leaving you!”
…nuff said. Which brings me to my last point.

Rule Number 5: You are allowed to fight your condition and those who oppose you

You are worth it. You are more than just your brain. Once you have the right tools and support to fight this beast in your head, then you will make it through. Don’t ever let stigma put you down. They don’t understand how much you fight. How hurt you are. How you cry yourself to sleep. How you run around the house at all hours of the night. How you yell and scream. How you sit and stare. Be mindful of your actions. You are responsible for every one of them. But don’t let someone bully you into feeling bad for your illness. Your symptoms are a characteristic of a disorder. We all share a few key ones but there are those of us out there who have the more unpopular ones. Just be you and try your best. That’s all you can do and that’s all anyone should ever expect of you.

Hopefully this helps. A lot of this was pent up inside my head the past few days and I needed to let it out.
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