When Your Illness and Identity Get Confused

If you ask me who I am chances are I’ll tell you that I’m a writer with Bipolar Disorder with emphasis on the Bipolar. You see I really don’t know who I am outside of my illness. I’ve been sick my whole life. Seriously my whole life. I don’t know who I am outside of that. Just a writer with Bipolar Disorder. And that’s not right. That’s not okay. That shouldn’t be what makes me a person.

So I sat down and I made a list of things that I like and you know it took me a really long time. I actually had to go back and look at my book bio. Here’s what I came up with, tattoos, rain, knitting, reading, stuffed animals, and stationery.

So this is me: I am a person who enjoys getting tattoos. I like the rain, knitting, and stuffed animals. I love reading and stationery. I am also a writer and self-published Author.

Notice the lack of Bipolar? I mean I could tack it on the end there ‘I also have Bipolar Disorder.’ But why? I just separated myself from my illness. I am more than my illness. I mean look at all those things. I’m awesome.

It’s so easy to be consumed by your illness. It becomes its own little world. A world of doctor visits, therapy, medications, hospitals. It can be all consuming. And it’s understandable, it takes up a lot of your time, so much of your life. It’s with you 24/7. But don’t let it take you over, don’t let it forget who you are, don’t let it consume you.

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2 thoughts on “When Your Illness and Identity Get Confused

  1. If it’s not too personal, you should do a post about your tattoos, with, of course, pictures and backstories. I’ve posted about three of mine, and plan to post about the fourth, recent, one, once the hair all grows back. Of course, we all understand if that would make you uncomfortable and you’d rather not.