Talking to Others About Your Mental Illness

Oh, Im sorry, but I must add ...
the term 'mentally ill' does indeed 'suck' ... it sucks the life right out of any dignity and humanity you have ...
HOWEVER ... we are discussing things of the mind, and our mental state.
Maybe we could call it ... mental diversity?
... nah its that word 'mental' which carries the off-putting weight... 'ill' people understand.
Perhaps I will always refer to it as my current state of mind, which I do in my writings.
Btw - writing has been an excellent therapy as I feel a depression comng on. I dare say, the release has thwarted a few ... I am not off topic here ...
what I am saying is, someday maybe even when I'm gone, my daughters will go into my documents and be able to understand in a completely revealing way how I've thought, coped, even suffered, but most of all really loved them.

Natasha,
just found this writing you shared - very valuable info.
I have only recently told my daughters and 2 close friends about having Asergers.
Prior to my discovery of Aserger's about a year ago, I shared the fact that I have depressions with ONE trusted friend. Up to that point, at 52 years old, I had NEVER vocalized it to another human ... in fact ... it has only been in the last few years that I accepted the word for my feelings ... and fully realized ... well, actually how darn resilient, and strong I have been to even have kept it from both daughters now grown.
Interesting, the self-reliant impetus to hide it - wanting to hide it was the obvious clue that the behaviour was unacceptable. Also, I could'nt stand the thought of being pitied, patted, or pampered. I also just as strongly could not handle being told to suck-it-up or snap-out-of-it, or any other cliche thing people say - I do not have the mental energy to be gracious and appreciative even knowing they certainly mean well.
Best for me to avoid such hazardous conversations by avoiding the admittance of depression.
I did have a brief conversation with one very dear friend explaining my depressions - how I hide them. Thankfully, this person fully understood, without judgement, and with remaining friendship, and understanding.
One of my daughters (the younger) has witnessed some of my immobility - but at 20, she is too young & too busy to notice or grasp the intesity which I will not allow her to see. We discuss it on a rather superficial level. But I'm ok with that for now.
I never wanted my teens to immerse themselves in common adolescent moods. I wanted them to experience their normal feelings in normal ways and not feel any ... well, self-indulgence. IF they indeed inherited any manic-depressive traits, I wanted them to be adults and prepared to make their own decisions regarding how to deal with it. I was prepared only to identify and understand, but thankfully, neither one has shown my symptoms.
It would be an interesting scientific question: How much does a parents behaviour become a child's behaviour AND then become falsely ID'd as 'hereditary' vs what are genuine hereditary traits??
Well, anyway, to this day, my extremely productive periods remain under the protective realm of this statement said to me or about me for many years "... One of the hardest working people I know."
They have no idea.
For even in depression, I am struggling to get out, or working very, very hard to function and do anything.
Even jotting a note for a job requires tremendous effort, or making one extremley important phone call - feels like the phone reciever weighs 50lbs.
When I am in a depression, I feel as if I am.encased in a thick soft glue. Every muscle I move requires tremendous effort ... breathing is not a natural physical action - I must think to do it. Taking deep, purposeful breaths.
The will to survive IS hereditary. It has been passed down from the first human being.
I will continue to work thru it with every ounce of survival instinct I have.
And knowledge ... understanding these things is a tool that helps.
Consuming much more totally fresh & natural foods & beverages is very helpful.
My next endeavour is to study herbal & natural ancedotes more intensely.
If I do decide to have a deeper 'pow-wow' with my daughters, I want them to see that I am learning AND doing all that is within my ability to help myself.

Lol. For some reason people tend to poor their heart's out to me even people I hardly know and I'm not even a hairdresser.
The only time I will tell anybody that I've been diagnosed with bipolar is when someone who I've been listening to for a long time about how messed up they are hoping it will make them feel more at ease with themselves... Silly me but hay 'join the club, ya nutter' lol I say be proud of who we are not what we are! And I selfishly take comfort in that although I have the bipolar diagnosis I'm the strong one in our network and the go to person for every one else's problems. Oh what a strange situation I'm in....no time to become unwell here just keep on top of it always.

My mother refused to read a book I wanted to lend her about bipolars. she won't even google it. She now has dementia!

Aren't these all questions of learning to love ones self? I need to form alliances in the persuit of this love. Isn't that what love is all about? I am beginning to recognize that I prefer life that way. The bonus is that I like, even love myself. What a beautiful validation it is to get the like and even love I have chosen to get from those I have selected. Thanks for your comments Natasha!

Hi Jo,
Yes, "behavioural health" is all the rage. I'd say that's even more insulting.
Luckily for me, I don't care. Calling it "Sally" still doesn't change what it is.
- Natasha

"Natasha Tracy says:
January 24, 2011 at 1:20 pm
Hi Matthew,
I don’t like the term “mentally ill” either. I mentioned in a early piece that I think it sounds like my brain is leaking out my ears. It isn’t, in case you were wondering."
I'd rather mental illness than as the say around health "behavioral health" problems.

Hi Adam,
Thanks. Better late than never?
- Natasha

What a great article. I wish I had seen this when I was first telling people about my depression.

Hi Lizzie,
As I said, I respect people's choice to select to whom they disclose. I do. Everyone does. No one wears a "I am bipolar" sign around their neck.
You are correct, bipolar is a medical condition. For many of us that medical condition greatly affects our everyday lives. There are gradations of everything and there are many severities of illness. Many people simply too impacted to not say something about it.
This article was about asking for your needs about your illness. This is something that all people who are ill face. When you are too ill to do something, you need help. That's all this is about.
(I wrote another article about internalizing other's fear and hatred: http://www.healthyplace.com/blogs/breakingbipolar/2011/01/internalizing-fear-and-hatred-o…)
You could tell no one and ask for nothing if you wanted to, but I wouldn't call that a very useful support network.
- Natasha

It is in no way necessary to tell all the people in your life. Alot of my friends don't know about my diagnosis of bipolar disorder because it doesn't matter if they do. A handful of my most trusted family and friends are aware. I resent the insinuation that upon diagnosis, one must 'come out' as 'mentally ill' (by the way...I have a mental illness but I am not mentally ill. I am not 'ill' all the time).
Bipolar disorder is a medical condition, not a personality trait or a badge of honour. There are people in my life that I think are fantastic but I don't want them to know me as Lizzie who has bipolar. Even people who are loving and close to you may relate to you differently merely because they are ignorant of this...it's common.
Diclose if you think it helps you but remember not to confuse yourself or others into thinking bipolar disorder is part of your identity. It affects you greatly when you are ill but it is essential a medical condition that you are unlucky enough to have. As my shrink pointed out to me, diagnosis is only relevant in a medical context - it's how doctors define and treat symptoms. In the real world diagnosis is just meaningless, confusing and possibly stigmatising.

Hi Ellery,
Again, I respect your choice in choosing carefully who you tell. That's self-preservation at work and completely understandable.
I would challenge everyone with this - do you think the unfair stigma placed on the mentally ill by others becomes internalized? By being so protective, do you let their fear become yours?
Just a thought. Remember, there are lots of people who will accept you. We're out here.
- Natasha

Hi Matthew,
I don't like the term "mentally ill" either. I mentioned in a early piece that I think it sounds like my brain is leaking out my ears. It isn't, in case you were wondering.
There is no doubt that there is a lot of stigma and many people are ignorant and small-minded. I respect your decision not to tell a lot of people. I do it more frequently, but that's just because I have a truth-telling problem. (I overshare. Not surprisingly.)
- Natasha

I agree that telling others about a mental illness diagnosis is hard to do and takes a ton of courage. I am impressed by people who do it. Still, it's a step I've never been able to take. I have lived with a Bipolar II diagnosis for over six years now and in all that time have shared my situation with a grand total (other than my doctors) of four people. Only two of those are family members, the other two . . . well, they were accidental. I agree with Matthew--unfortunately mental illness diagnosis continues to come with a stigma that causes society to be wary at best. All too often, it's simply a situation of avoidance, like crossing the street when you see a homeless person up ahead.

I don't like to use "Mentally Ill" due to the stigma. There is nearly zero public education regarding mental illness. Saying "I have an mental illness"" to most people is like saying "i'm CRAZY so you better watch out for me".
I hate to play it down but I will when only absolutely necessary tell someone I am "Bipolar" and ask them to forgive/tolerate my "mood swings" and overlook my apparent lack of typical social behavior.
I've accepted my Illness but the general public has not.

Thanks Meredith. Glad I could help.
- Natasha

Great advice!