Welcome! Our New Contributor Sami!

Hello!

I’m Sami and I’m going to be here to talk about the more geeky side of mental health. I’m a medical neuroscience undergraduate and was inspired to take on this degree from my own experiences with mental illness. I’m very late to the university-game at the grand old age of 26, but I’m of the opinion it’s better late than never!

Welcome! Our New Contributor Becca!

My husband and I always wanted a big family, so three years ago when we found out we were expecting

baby number seven, we were ecstatic. As the months went on, things began to change and I wasn’t as

excited about the pregnancy as I had been before. I was homeschooling our other children and life

began to feel like one big obstacle to overcome. Four months later I found myself in our local Emergency

Room beginning to speak to a social worker because I was feeling suicidal.

Going off my Meds: Recipe for Disaster

I have always had my doubts. Is something really wrong with me? Maybe I am just a bitch? Maybe I over exaggerate? Maybe I am just lazy? Maybe I am just hyper? Most people with mental illness feel this way at one point in their lives. This type of denial is the dangerous and potentially deadly kind. A few months ago, I began binging and purging in a halfhearted attempt to lose weight. In hindsight I realize I was going through a pretty traumatic manic phase.