by Kim Cox

Created on: April 27, 2009

I happened to stumble on the topic and I am in utter belief that there are way to many people diagnosed with this disorder that indeed have other issues. This topic hits very close to home for me I myself suffer from Bipolar Disorder and my son has been diagnosed with it as well.

I was diagnosed last year with this condition even though I didn't want to be. Things became for and more clear that I had a chemical imbalance. Believe me it has taken some time to me able to admit it. However, not only am I a text book bipolar, I have severe PTSD and was diagnosed and medicated on two drugs Lemectil and Lexapro. Seemed to help at first however I repeatedly complained about how I did not believe this was helping. The depression was worse than ever and there were constant thoughts of death and suicide.

All of that reared its ugly head one night when I atttacked my boyfriend and for safety of not only myself, but everyone I love, I checked myself in. That was hands down the hardest thing I have ever had to do but knew that there was something wrong still and everyone blamed it on the medicines not being right.

Three days I spent there and although I feel like I learned al ot there they increased my meds and basically shoved me out the door. This increase that I now am literally counting on with my life only has led me to even more dispair and thoughts of suicide. Three weeks ago I attempted to take me life and now I see what it is that is so dangerous about both disorders.

Over the last couple of months were the worst everyday I was sleeping for 16 hours not only was I medicated I was over medicated. I had reached to a doctor for help with the meds yet again and instead of thinking the other two were wrong he added now another. So I am on an upper, a downer and a stabelizer/anti-physhotic. The combination of those three pills is what got me into the hospital on an over does attempt. My dad that had not seen me in months said when he came back to my mother something was not right, I looked like a zombie. Three days after that was the attempt on my life. That day I stopped taking all but one of my meds and I still can not get into see someone to ever discuss it.

I myself a 32 year old mother of three went from a normal productive member of society to someone that was scared to leave her own home. I am a victim of the mental health system. The entire thing is a drug factory. Not one of the doctors, or for that fact therapists, care about their clients anymore you are a copay

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