Today i got up at eight and have barely left my sewing project at the couch all day for about 14 hours. I made five fully clothed felt dolls, made myself drinks and dinner, and experienced about 0 depression or anxiety symptoms. Yesterday i hardly had the motivation to move, and for the past couple weeks I’ve been having emotional meltdowns nearly every day to the point where i couldn’t make it through the DBT classes they sent me to after they discharged me from the psych ward.
I’ve been diagnosed with severe major depression and generalized anxiety, PTSD, and borderline personality disorder. everyone in my life including me thinks borderline is a sore misdiagnosis. I’ve been on antidepressants for almost a year now and i feel like nothing has gotten better except for brief, seemingly random episodes of productivity. Neurodivergence has been a past suggestion, although, i feel, an ill-fitting one.
I’ve been practically begging my medical team for a diagnosis i resonate with, really any idea of how to approach my ever-worsening symptoms. My dad suggested i screen for bipolar 2 today and after doing research, i feel hopeful… borderline never made as much sense as BP2 seems to, and there seems to be much more to it than major depression because my body does not respond to antidepressants for long.
I’ve messaged my therapist about screening for bipolar 2. If this is the right diagnosis, I’ll finally know the reason why nothing has worked up until this point. I hope to god it is because it’s the first real solid ray of hope I’ve had in a long time. I’m trying not to get my hopes up too much so as not to sway the results, but I’ve just been in so much pain for not knowing for so long now.