Summary: A novel approach combines an online psychiatric assessment with a blood test to diagnose bipolar disorder, a condition often misdiagnosed as major depressive disorder. This blood test, alongside the digital assessment, can accurately diagnose up to 30% of bipolar disorder cases. It provides not just a faster diagnostic tool but also an objective insight into the biological basis of this mental illness. Key Facts: The blood test, coupled with an online assessment, can diagnose 30% of bipolar disorder cases, differentiating it from major depressive disorder. The research incorpor ..read more

This is not my house, this is not my home. I am a stranger living in a strange place. I want to go home. But my home has been sold and no longer belongs to me. I am homeless with nowhere to go. My heart is broken for the friends I left behind. For my park, for my balcony, for my beautiful home that we’d redone from floor to ceiling. My friends, oh my friends. It is a rupture, a tearing away. Where will I find such friends again? Like a sad wraith I roam around, hoping for some relief from the pain and emptiness but it never comes. I don’t cry because if I start, I may never stop again. Yes it ..read more

Horrific, nightmarish, dreadful. Those are the words that describe my ketamine experience yesterday. Awful, horrible, ghastly also apply. I literally screamed at the top of my lungs. Mega panic attacks, feelings of doom and impending death, THAT! To treat anxiety? Where’s the sense in that? No more ketamine for me ever again. I don’t want to chop off my head to try to treat a headache. I’m thoroughly disappointed and upset that this treatment that I undertook with so much hope turned out to be so destructive and such an utter failure. I do believe they gave me a much larger dose than I was to ..read more

The reason I stopped writing , the reason I stopped doing anything is this crippling anxiety that I’ve been dealing with. My world has shrunk, I don’t do anything I don’t go anywhere I don’t see anyone. Sometimes my heart feels like it’s going to explode in my chest. Sometimes my brain feels like it’s going to explode. Sometimes I just want to sit and cry and never stop. And sometimes I’m so afraid about everything and anything that panic sets in. And the thought of the uncertainty of the future sends shock waves to my brain, it absolutely undoes me. It’s all worry and terror of the unknown. O ..read more

I have been getting emails from myself which were not sent by me! I have been getting texts as if they’re from me and they are not from me! if he can do this, then he can make it look like I emailed or texted someone that I didn’t!  We’ll with emails, he can do it for sure! He’s hacked I to all of them.  Monster! I hope he digital company gets something on this psychopath that I can take to the police ..read more

lovely Song by Billie Eilish and Khalid Thought I found a way Thought I found a way out (found) But you never go away (never go away) So I guess I gotta stay now Oh, I hope some day I’ll make it out of here Even if it takes all night or a hundred years Need a place to hide, but I can’t find one near Wanna feel alive, outside I can’t fight my fear Isn’t it lovely, all alone Heart made of glass, my mind of stone Tear me to pieces, skin to bone Hello, welcome home Walkin’ out of town Lookin’ for a better place (lookin’ for a better place) Something’s on my mind (mind) Always in my head space But ..read more

I thought I was done with all the abandonment stuff. But, tragically, my mind has decided to make a sequel to Abandonment the movie, this one’s called Abandonment 2. Very imaginative! Anyway, I don’t know why, but I’m there again, age 4, horrendously sbused (as in bloody, and pulverized) by my mother and totally abandoned by my father. it’s only as an adult that I guessed how I must have felt as a child, how my heart broke, in fact how it felt like someone was throwing knives into my heart, shredding it to pieces. The confusion and heartbreak I felt at my father simply disappearing one day, ou ..read more

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I hope they are found and most importantly, they find themselves. You can always tell who has been brought up with love and patience and understanding and who has been brought up with anger, violence and abuse. The former are peaceful, have found their purpose and are fulfilling it. The latter are reliving the trauma of their childhood by creating the same devastating conditions in which they grew up. If you grew up with fear, you not only live in fear, you actively create and seek out conditions that will perpetuate a fearful life. If you grew up with anger, your first response to stress wil ..read more

In many cases, that’s what mental illness is, a silent scourge. Anxiety, depression, PTSD, OCD, among others appear silent to others, while people who suffer from these live in sometimes constant and unremitting hell. When you look at someone who is suffering from, for example, anxiety, you can’t tell that they are suffering. Their face may look placid and fine. They can even smile and carry on a conversation with you. However inside, their heart may be pounding, their thoughts may all be fearful and negative. Their outlook on life may be bleak. Worry and fear swirl through their body 24/7. We ..read more