Living a life with an ever-present fear of revealing a certain secret part of yourself isn’t truly living.
At twenty-six years old, newly married and at the peak of my career as an agency recruiter, I was hit with mania. There would be two more hospitalizations in the years that followed, only because I had taken myself off my medication during pregnancy to protect my kids.
I kept writing and sharing my experience as a mom raising two small kids while at the same time managing my bipolar disorder and over the next year and a half, I realized that keeping my identity a secret was only adding to the stigma surrounding mental illness.
And so in April of 2013, I announced on my blog that I was “ready to not be anonymous anymore,” and I took a brave stand against stigma. Six months ago I launched a project and couldn’t have imagined the response it has generated. Our mission is to ignite and actively promote?through actions and social media? a positive, supportive national conversation about mental illness for those who live with, or love someone who lives with, a brain illness.
It’s time we bring mental health issues into the spotlight because they’ve been in the dark too long. Hi Jennifer, I was really struck by this post and admire your honesty and dedication in bringing awareness to the area of mental health. I admire your courage in stepping out of the shadows of your illness and sharing with others! It came without warning, and felt exactly the same as slipping on black ice and landing flat on my back, the wind sucked out of my lungs and a searing pain pulsing through my bones. Following my diagnosis, I spent a full year in what felt like an extended visit to a deserted island: the isle of depression.


When my daughter was only 8 months old, I decided I was ready to tell my story in order to help other women who might think they couldn’t have a family because of their mental illness. It was a part of my life and I wanted to show society that I’m a real person with real emotions and I believe that people who live with mental illness should be treated like any other person living with any other life-long disease.
The support that poured in from my family and friends, and people I didn’t even know but who had read my post, was overwhelming. This Is My Brave is a live theater production where people from the community will take turns at the microphone to share their story on stage via personal essays, original music and slam poetry. Through the sharing of stories and experiences of those in recovery, we expect to provide a sense of community and hope; encouraging others to share their stories. I think of you every time I hear that song on the radio about being brave and saying what you want to say. I hope you can find time to start blogging again – I always enjoy your perspective and your voice. I look forward to reading your blog and applaud you for writing about your life with mental illness. Being caught up in an inauthentic version of myself wasn’t the way I wanted to live my life.
Not because they didn’t trust the doctor’s opinions, but because we hadn’t figured out what would bring me back to my baseline.
When I laughed, it felt genuine and amazing, better than it had felt even before I became sick. I launched my blog and began writing, but kept my identity a secret because I feared the repercussions of the stigma associated with mental illness.


We didn’t ask for these conditions we were dealt, and the last thing we need is for society to look the other way when we’re suffering and need support to find recovery. The words of gratitude for sharing my story so courageously were like fuel to me, as I kept writing about my experiences and connecting with people who appreciated my transparency. We believe that each time one of us talks openly about living with mental illness, we create another crack which helps to break down the stigma.
I recently started a blog too, to document my daily goings on that I focus on to keep me busy as I am home everyday, but to also share my story about how mental health has invaded my whole life. I had lost control of everything and my career and reputation were on the line, not to mention my relationship with my husband who didn’t see this coming. I fought waves of anxiety each morning, and would calm myself down from my afternoon anxiety by collapsing on the couch in front of the television, tears soaking the oversized pillow which my head rested on. We have become a platform and a community for people living with mental illness to speak out in an effort to end the stigma associated with brain illnesses. We’re currently in the process of converting to a 501(c)3 non-profit organization and have been actively planning the pursuit of our mission beyond the debut of This Is My Brave in Arlington on May 18th. Almost 2 years ago I sought help for anxiety and depression and have since been on medication and had therapy. Finally, after seeing one of the top doctors in our area, a national specialist in the study of bipolar disorder, I was ready to follow his advice, the same medication recommendation that the previous few psychiatrists had been urging me to try.




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