I have bipolar disorder. It's been apparent since my teens. 30 years later my journey continues.
I have seen doctors all these years for my BPD. They encourage me to take medications. Meds make me feel worse. The side effects are worse than any benefits I feel.
Along my journey I've discovered that yoga, whole nutrition, sunshine, and cardiovascular exercise make me feel completely well. Yes it's high maintenance because I need to keep those things going every single day in order to feel well, but it is absolutely essential to my minimal functioning.
My doctors don't seem to acknowledge my discovery that a healthy lifestyle trumps meds because if I don't take their medications then there's nothing they can do for me and there's no reason for me to see them.
But I NEED to maintain a relationship with my doctors because I'm filing for disability because I can't hold a job when 1) I'm either exercising all day to maintain minimal sanity or 2) non-functional without exercise. Either way I simply cannot hold a responsible job. My marriage failed because I'm insane (I was insane to marry HIM in the first place but that's another story), and my ex-husband has custody of our children because I can't take care of them.
But please don't think that I'm not trying. In 2012 I went through a grueling training program to become a certified yoga instructor. It was grueling for me because of emotional instability. Since yoga maintains my sanity, it was my best option for an occupation. Then I went through the interview & hiring process at two different international gym chains and taught yoga for a total of 22 months since then. And please don't think that my bipolar disorder never reared its ugly head that whole time. I only feel well while I'm actually doing yoga. Within 30 minutes after exercising, the healing bliss dissipates and I need more of something...more running, more sunshine, more healthy food, or sleep. This may sound like a Club Med vacation but it has been my PRISON! I literally have no social network, no family, no social skills, no other vocation or hobbies. Every waking moment is spent trying to consciously find balance and sanity.
Well I've been filing for disability for a couple years, and this is why I need to stay close with my doctors. The government will not recognize disability without regular, consistent doctor agreement.
So herein lies my conundrum: I've tried all of the medications for bipolar disorder. (Lithium blurs my vision. Lamictal gives me the Stevens-Johnson rash. Wellbutrin feels great the first day, then feels like nothing after that. Celexa makes me feel emotionally dead. Latuda has no effect on me. Geodon made me need to take a 5-hour nap in the middle of the day. You name some others, I can't remember them all.)
Yoga, exercise, sunshine, nutrition is all I need. Why can't my doctors accept this? When I'm in that regimen I'm absolutely thriving, therefore my doctors assess that I'm well, so they tell me to go get a job. But when I'm in a job I go insane because I need to be exercising.
My gig as a yoga instructor hasn't been enough for financial survival because in our society I can only teach a one-hour class every few days. It's a very unstable way to live, and combined with my emotional instability, I ended up in the hospital this past winter because, well, I don't have a car so riding my bicycle an hour or two to get to work through the bitter cold & wind & snow took a physical & emotional toll on me and I wanted to die so my doctor put me in a psych ward.
All of this has been unnecessary. My stay in the hospital was about as beneficial as being in a third-world country in medieval times. I KNOW what I need in order to feel well: sunshine (or at least a light box which I have at home), yoga, cardiovascular exercise, and optimal nutrition. But those fundamental elements of wellness simply aren't a part of Big Pharma. In the hospital they kept us literally locked in a ward with no fresh air, no full-spectrum light, no place to run around and exercise, and they pumped us full of pharmaceuticals every day. HELLO! WHY CAN'T DOCTORS IN 2015 SEE THAT SUCH TREATMENT IS NOT HEALTHY?! As for nutrition, I have such high standards for food, so kale, quinoa, hummus, almonds, walnuts, blueberries, etc were simply not available at the hospital.
I left the hospital feeling bedraggled, numb, and ill.
Ever since I got out of the hospital in April 2015 I have been agoraphobic & depressed in my bedroom. I have stepped out once every couple weeks to get groceries, and I taught one last yoga class in April. After 90 days of not teaching classes, as per my contract at the gym, they terminated my employment in July.
Thankfully a friend has been letting me stay with him rent-free since last fall when I was facing homelessness.
Can anyone out there empathize with me and agree that I need government assistance to stay alive? My two children still need motherly love that can only come from their biological mother. I think that I deserve to live.
I have been filing for disability for two years now, and it's a tedious, cold-hearted process which contributed to my despair that landed me in the hospital.
Are doctors & Big Pharma & the federal government all linked together as puppet masters to keep lowly citizens on puppet strings?
All I need is sunshine, yoga, cardio, and nutrition. Doctors, Big Pharma, and the federal government even PREACH about the benefits of such a healthy lifestyle. But their actions truly seem in opposition to healthy living.