This is the first time I have ever written a blog. I was inspired to write one after watching a BBC programme about mental health.
I am many things- a husband, a father, a veteran and a mental health survivor. These things are what give me the sense of self.
Now five years ago I was diagnosed with Bipolar disorder. It was a life changing diagnosis. Before the Bipolar diagnosis I was a happy go lucky bus driver, doing a job I enjoyed earning a good wage.
Thing is I also knew there was something not quite right with me, known it for a long time. The best analogy I can use to describe my mental health was to liken it to a busted limb. I’ve always had it, I’ve walked on it, run and jumped on it but never realised it was busted until one day something happens and…
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