Every so often, I’ll get an email from a reader that says something like, “Sam, you can’t let your mental illness define you! You are so much more than that!”
(Has anyone else noticed how this is a distinct theme in my life? Since when does everyone know me better than I do? But OK.)
What if I told you that my mental illness does define me? And what if I also told you that I am much more than that? That these two realities are not mutually exclusive?
I know, it’s mind-blowing.
Fun fact: I have early onset bipolar disorder, along with generalized anxiety and OCPD. Which means, for most of my life (if not all of it), mental illness has shaped and impacted my lived experiences.
It is the filter through which I have seen the world. It’s as ubiquitous as the air around me.
The ways that I…
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