Hey everyone, I’m here to tell you a few things about both myself and my blog.
I like to always start out with the fact that I am the fourth of seven children with a large extended family. It’s unfortunate that large families are so uncommon in modern society. I feel it is my family that has most supported me during all of my hard times.
In 2015, I graduated from Vanderbilt University. I guess that makes me a smarty-pants, but actually, I’m destitute broke, working with my hands instead of with my head.
My life changed when my mental illness suddenly onset. I had such a happy childhood and was a completely average high school student too. Then I turned bipolar, and my life began falling apart.
Specifically, I suffer from bipolar I disorder. I take medication for it and have spent time in the hospital over it as well. To further complicate my bipolar illness, I also suffer from social anxiety disorder.
This blog is my plea to the world that it’s okay to be mentally ill. It’s not something I have to apologize for. It’s not something I have to be ashamed of. It’s a part of me, but it isn’t my identity. I want people to see me–the man behind the disorder, behind the dysfunction, behind the insanity. I want them to see a man that enjoys writing, lifting weights, running, spending time with his niece and nephews, and so much more. It’s okay to be mentally ill, and I want people to see that.