When Nothing Matters
My name is Tika Deslauriers. I'm 18 years old and live in a quiet town in northern Ontario. I have 2 sisters and both parents which I love very much. My family is a important part of my life.
In may 2002, I got diagnosed with Bipolar disorder. It was a total shock. I knew there was something wrong with me. Although it was a shock, it was also a relief. I got hospitalized at Sudbury Algoma Hospital and started medications and psychotherapy. I stayed there 3 months. It wasn't my first hospital stay because of that. I had previously made 3 suicide attempts and had bouts of severe depression or extreme energy and grandiose since I was a kid. I lost almost all my friends because of my weird personality. I was snob, didn't want to go out, lazy and weird at times. It wasn't my fault, it's the disorder I have that made me like that. Some people think I'm crazy because I was hospitalized in a psychiatric hospital. Psychiatric hospitals are not like on tv. Some understand me and my disorder, but most doesn't.
When I was really sick, I realized that I had really special friends and I started to believe in angels. My angel is the one that kept me alive by putting my special friends in my life. I feel like I have a destiny in life. I believe that I need to inform and make understand people about mental illnesses. I started already by making a web site called "Bright Night, Dark days" and now I want to write a autobiography.
The following chapters will go into details of the first 18 years of my life.
I haven't finished writting it all yet, but I will put the drafts I made already. More will come with time.