"45 years ago I gave birth to a baby girl. The great joy soon turned. I suffered from post-partum depression. I felt it was my fault. I felt ashamed. I felt confused and alone.
The depression went on and on. Was it more than post-partum depression?
After more than a year, maybe two, I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder. There was no history in our family that I was aware of. Sometimes the secret, "Don't tell anyone", makes me feel very imperfect, ashamed and alone. There are many unknowns surrounding mental illnesses, and none of us is immune. But I am here to tell you there is hope. There is help. You are not alone."