4 November 2016

The one about mental health care management {VIDEO!}

Stephanie asked a question during the live chat we did over on the Book of Face last week. I try t o answer it here. I’m sorry, y’all. I let the F word fly a few times. It just comes out every now and again. Don’t tell my mister. Love, B.

  • MArti Boundy

    I really thought you did a great job of answering Stephanie’s question and I applaud you on your candor. While I have never been diagnosed with clinical depression I have done therapy, medications etc…but your answer can be applied to many difficult times in our lives. We all need a plan and people that support us and love us through good and bad, and writing it down makes it real and concrete. Your openness will hopefully help lots of your followers to evaluate and make a plan. Keep up the good work… We’re out here supporting you to stay well!

  • Marty

    “I don’t want to live in duplicity and I don’t want to pretend it’s not real.”

    Beautiful words. These are going on my plan.

  • Adelaide White
    Adelaide White

    As you said, everyone doesn’t feel or react the same. For me, I call it gravity. I have the best plans and determination before I put my feet on the floor. Defying gravity, staying upright, baby steps, getting into the shower, and whatever it takes to get me up is what I do. I even invent things to do because I don’t always want to do what I have. That’s ok. Even the absurd is ok when you know that you just have to do something and you do. It’s ok to feel bad; you don’t control your feelings but you do control what you do about them. Now days, even when I cry, I can laugh that I felt bad for so long without kicking the right ass. Mine. Your words have let me see myself in a much more reasonable light. Thank you.

  • Karin poston
    Karin poston

    I grew up with a bipolar mom. In and out of mental hospitals my whole life. We never really talked about why mom would get sick and go away for a month every couple years. It was hard but I wouldn’t have changed her for anything. She suffered the manic episodes. I lost her 3 years ago and as I was laying in her bed kissing her good bye I whispered.. No more horrible hospitals mom..go enjoy this next journey. Thank you for answering her side of things for me! Health and happiness my beautiful friend!

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Posted November 4, 2016 by Beth in category "Mental Health", "Videos


  1. By Kim on

    Wow! You have a way with words. This video has changed my perspective a bit! I wish my Mother’s oldest son could see this, hear you & read your words. He is just like our mother was and I wish he’d get help. As a child, I knew she was sick but I didn’t understand it. I was 15 in 2001. March 5th, I took her Xanex to school in a effort to save her. I got caught & was expelled. 3 weeks later after being grounded, I went to stay the 1st night away with my Dad. Little did I know that would be the last I heard her tell me that she loved me. Monday, March 26th aprox. 11:30pm, she took too many pills, got sick & went to sleep to never wake again. She had a suitcase of them that she at any time could have ended it. Thank God she didn’t while I was there! It was 19.5 hours later I broke in to find her in the position she always slept, lips blue and I asked my Daddy to please tell me she is breathing. He touched her leg and said, oh fuck, she’s cold. 5 days later, I buried her on her 47th birthday. I was a hellacious teenager but I was all she had and I wasn’t enough to save her.


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