I love animals, and I was always attracted to the idea of being a zoo veterinarian or a veterinarian with the circus.
There is always a part of my mind that is preparing for the worst, and another part of my mind that believes if I prepare enough for it, the worst wonβt happen.
When public figures remain silent about depression, there is a cost to the rest of society. Silence contributes to the misperception that successful people do not get depressed, and it keeps the public from seeing that treatment allows many individuals to return to competitive professional lives.
It is an odd thing, owing life to pills, one's own quirks and tenacities, and this unique, strange, and ultimately profound relationship called psychotherapy.
Mania is as bad as it gets. If not treated, it will become worse, more frequent, and harder to treat.
I am one of millions who have been treated for depression and gotten well; I was lucky enough to have a psychiatrist well versed in using lithium and knowledgeable about my illness, and who was also an excellent psychotherapist.
