First, let me say thank you to Psych Central for giving me the opportunity to blog here. I’m thrilled to be part of such a wonderful group of writers.
Next, let me tell you why I’m here. (Or why I think I’m here. You’ll learn, as you get to know me, that I am a bit indecisive.) I wanted a place to share my mixed bag of experiences and mental health diagnoses. I wanted to let you know that your feelings are shared by others. Maybe you’ll read my blog and see that you are not alone if you have ever felt:
– unsure of yourself and your purpose.
– exhausted from living a life other people chose for you.
– tired of checking, checking, checking (more on this – lots more – later).
– nervous about change, big or small.
– incompetent as a parent because your child is “behind” in one way or another.
– nauseous at even the thought of starting any project.
– worried about things out of your control, to the point where the thoughts wake you from a deep sleep.
– overwhelmed with sadness at unexpected times, when there is no obvious trigger.
– capable of more but incapable of trying something new.
– reluctant to start even the simplest conversation with anyone, be it a friend or stranger.
– much more comfortable with online communication than live connection, be it on the phone or in person.
I’ve been a medical student (not my choice), an adviser to undergraduate students hoping to become doctors (a complicated job, since I hated medical school), an adviser/tutor to at-risk students and athletes (very rewarding), and a science teacher at an all-boys’ high school (the most challenging job of my adult life).
I am a parent to two girls who are a study in contrasts. My older daughter is confident, calm, and more mature than her biological age. My younger daughter is anxious, emotionally labile, and socially immature. (In fact, I have just begun to seek professional help for my younger daughter.)
I have been diagnosed with depression and obsessive-compulsive disorder. At one point in my life, one psychiatrist toyed with the idea that I might have bipolar II, but a later therapist ruled that out.
I am truly a mixed bag of personal and professional experiences. I hope my blog can, above all, express this one message: you can live a satisfying life – a life with a clear purpose – no matter how mixed your mixed bag.