I grew up with bipolar disorder. I was angry
all the time; excited easily. If I stayed in one place for long, I would think
of death. When I eventually went to India, I was diagnosed and told what to do.
Just like me, there are many other young Nigerians.
Just like me, I have lost a friend recently to
mental illness. He does not talk to anyone. My advice: buy a headphone, stuff
your phone with music, the little money you have, travel often with it.
Stop listening to people's problems. You can't help everyone. If you go mad, everyone
will abandon you. I have visited lots of shrinks, so I know better. Some of us
are mentally unstable. We only control them by making these sorts of posts and
traveling and remembering our boarding gates and travel itineraries.
Just like
me. I am not ashamed to say my abnormality is not known to me. I know I am. But lots of young people who swim in codeine don't want to accept this
reality!
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