Words like wacko, nuts, crazy, loopy, loco, etc., pepper our speech every day. There are phrases, too: not playing with a full deck, the lights are on but nobody’s home, his elevator doesn’t go all the way to the top, and many more. People with mental illness are marginalized, ridiculed, and live under a shroud of stigma.
I defy those attitudes. Recovery from mental illness happens, occurring sometimes boisterously and more often quietly.
I am a middle-aged man winning the battle with bipolar disorder one day at a time. I am not a doctor. However, I am a Certified Peer Specialist licensed by the state I live in.
I am here to share my experience, strength, and hope.
I happen to be gay, and it’s an important part of my life. I’m also sober. I advocate strongly for an honest, open doctor-patient relationship since it works well for me.
My name is Jake.
I happily invite comments and subscribers. Join me on the journey of recovery.
As an aside, I thank the many people who nominate me for awards, but I choose to make this blog free of awards. Please, don’t take it as a rejection. I simply choose to keep this blog about me and my recovery from mental illness.