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This blog is intended for personal use. I have the spent the past two years essentially developing a mental illness. In those two measly years, I have had two inpatient hospitalizations plus two more outpatient ones. I've unburied childhood sexual abuse and as a result, been made a monster in the eyes of my family. I have been armed with an arsenal medications and have been branded with Bipolar I Disorder and Borderline Personality Disorder.
Tumblr critics and therapists alike say that we may over identify with our disorders. They warn us to not let them define us. However, mental illness does become part of our definition. While I do not let it limit me, it is a part of my identity. It shapes the way I view inequality. It's given me a voice that I've never had before. I am a nurse and Bipolar Disorder does not hinder my profession. Instead, it helps me identify with the patients other nurses have already given up on.