I'm depressed and anxious this week, so I'm kind of phoning it in.
I've been reading a lot of Carrie Fisher lately. She's insane. And I love it. Today I finished the book "Wishful Drinking" and found this gem at the end in the author's note:
"One of the things that baffles me (and there are quite a few) is how there can be so much lingering stigma with regards to mental illness, specifically bipolar disorder. In my opinion, living with manic depression takes a tremendous amount of balls. Not unlike a tour of duty in Afghanistan (though the bombs and bullets, in this case, come from the inside). At times, being bipolar can be an all-consuming challenge, requiring a lot of stamina and even more courage, so if you're living with this illness and functioning at all, it's something to be proud of, not ashamed of. They should issue medals along with the steady stream of medications one has to ingest."
There. There's your medal. Wear it Proudly.