COVID isolation hit hard — physically and mentally. Bipolar depression and anxiety thrived in the silence, but I found a few ways to stay afloat. If you’re struggling too, you’re not alone.

Round three of my ketamine treatments brought a higher dose, a Fear-and-Loathing level haze, and a longer stretch of relief from bipolar depression. The calm didn’t last forever, but it lasted long enough to give me hope.

Bipolar depression and treatment-resistant depression teaches you not to trust progress unless it’s loud. But what if the quiet moments count more? No fireworks. No epiphany. Just… relief that actually stayed longer this time.

People think anxiety is fear of something. But mine is fear of feeling fear. It’s like being allergic to your own nervous system. And somehow, knowing it’s irrational doesn’t stop it — it just makes me anxious and annoyed at myself for being anxious. Truly an elite skill set.