I had my 6 month check up with my psychiatrist today and we were speaking openly about suicide after admitting that I was having suicidal thoughts. We were also discussing the differences in being suicidal and having suicidal thoughts (that is a different post.) He said that 19% of people diagnosed with bipolar disorder take their own life and that equals like 1 in 5. Those odds are shocking for some reason. If you think about the big picture 2.3 million Americans are diagnosed with bipolar disorder. If I did my math right that equals out to 437,000 people. That means there are 437,000 people contemplating suicide most with no support from anyone.I am one of the biggest supporters for the AFSP but how do we fix this? What can we as the mental health community do to combat these odds? There are so many people who can’t afford medicine, therapy let alone see a psychiatrist to properly diagnose and help them. This is something we need to recognize and help each other. We aren’t going to receive any help from the government and there is so much of a stigma attached to us people refuse to publicly support it unless it is a celebrity who claimed to “recover” from it. We need to speak openly and honestly about our struggles. I think we can be the change if we become more comfortable being open and knowing even though they might not understand we can make them care. 1 person loss to suicide is 1 too many. Let’s start the conversation and help decrease these numbers.

DO IT! As often as you can, to wherever you can. Never pass up an opportunity to experience somewhere new, even if just two streets away.

My daughter left for an overnight trip last night. I miss her terribly and can’t wait to see her today but I’m glad she went and the older she gets the more I know she will venture out like this. Australia is her dream which I told her is a great dream to have we don’t travel outside the country but we do travel around the country as much as possible. I want her to be cultured and be able to say things like, “Yes I remember when I was (insert age) we went there and learned…..

This is when as a parent you hope that you raised them right. You hope that they make good choices and they are good people. You hope that you can shield them from any bad and hateful things in this world but you know you can’t you just have to hope you taught them how to handle things.

Moods: fucked up. I think I am stabilizing but I could be rapid cycling the verdict is out on that one yet.