Am I Still Ill?

I am female, have a diagnosis of bipolar 1 and live in Haringey, North London. I have tried to cope with the illness both with and without psych meds. For me, there is no such thing as the medical ‘magic bullet’: as a human guinea pig for many years I can conclusively report that, for me, ‘the drugs (largely) don’t work’. Managing the illness frequently takes up a great deal of my time and energy, and as a part of that I attend two different Twelve-Step Programs.

For the last nine months I have been enduring a workplace bullying situation that involves two hitherto close and trusted friends. This has led to previously unheard of spurts of creativity here on my blog. Never I was so grateful for the emotional outlet and ‘right of reply’ that it provides.

As one thing leads to another, I now find myself aiming my little sling-shot at the Goliath of corrupt mental health hierarchy in my local London borough, Haringey. The worm has turned, and turned nemesis!

So it is my hope that all those struggling to keep their integrity and do a decent job, whether in mental health or not, while confounded at every turn by the corruption that all flesh is heir to, will find something they can relate to here.

Not just a blog about mental health! A blog about lies, damn lies, and what happens when we confront them!