In 2014, I donated my left kidney anonymously. A little over a year later, I donated part of my liver. I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder a few years later.
The illness has overshadowed much of my life in the past few years. At various times and to varying degrees, it has stolen my happiness, my judgment, my passion and my physical health.
I live a wonderful life thanks to fantastic healthcare and a loving family, but still the illness takes as much as it can. There’s an old adage in boxing: “The punch you don’t see is the punch that hurts.” In my experience, the things you lose to mental illness which you don’t see coming can hurt the most.Read more on themighty.com