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Age: 46, Location: bourne
When were you at your weakest:
Being abused by exWhen were you at your strongest:
Taking care of parentsHow are you feeling now:
Ready for change
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Age: 27, Location: Houston
When were you at your weakest:
I was at my weakest when I was 16 years old. I was completely under the control of several mental illnesses at once: untreated bipolar, complex posttraumatic stress disorder, and dissociative identity disorder. I was also self-injuring, and was severely bulimic and anorexic; I weighed only 68 lbs. I was dying. I could hardly hold a coherent conversation, yet I thought that I was fine. I thought I was finally in control of myself, and I was finally ok. I was so sick that even my therapist said she couldn't help me anymore, and would not see me again until I went into the hospital because, as she put it, ""I refuse to sit here and watch you die while we talk like nothing is happening."" I can't say that I blame her.When were you at your strongest:
Age 26- about seven months ago. I had to let go of my father. When I was a child, he abused my mother, my sister, and me in every way imaginable. I was raped, hit, you name it. But from the time I was 15, my father financially supported my psychiatric and medical treatment, as well as other things. For over 10 years, we had this strange little dance of a ""relationship""- I needed money, he provided it- and I literally couldn't afford to turn that away. This past year though, I finally got myself into place where I could. I live with my mom. I have public health care. And I had to work through this idea that my father never really cared about me- he just wanted one last way to control and manipulate me. Cutting that tie was like killing the dream of ever having a father to love me. But I am so glad that I did, because now I am completely free of him for the first time in my life. It took enormous strength to go through that process and I am incredibly proud of myself for doing so.How are you feeling now:
I am at the strongest, healthiest, most stable place I have ever been in my life. I have recovery and an unshakable self-respect that no one can take away from me. I have found my voice, something that was lost for so long, and now I use it to help others heal. I began a blog called Writing for Recovery (on facebook and wordpress) that encourages people to tell their stories. I'm going to school and looking toward my future with nothing but hope and gratitude. So, so much gratitude.
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Age: 41, Location: Los Angeles, CA
When were you at your weakest:
sitting in the bathtub, with a razor in my hand, trying to end my life.When were you at your strongest:
replacing a toilet in my bathroom all by myself!How are you feeling now:
ok. still battling the depression, trying to find a balance and waking up pain free.