Once I faced the fact I was going to deal with illness for the rest of my life, I got on with what I really wanted to do.
You know mental illness is one of the biggest problems in our world.
My family and friends were definitely the key to my recovery. One thing that I do suggest is that anyone dealing with a life-threatening illness like cancer choose a point person for people to call to find out how you are doing – a sister, brother, mother, father, daughter, son, or close friend.
Dealing with chronic anxiety has taught me to better understand the nuances of mental illness and the very individual nature of it.
I want to work with faith-based leaders to address the negative attitudes that are still too often associated with mental illness, attitudes that hold people back from getting the help that they need.
Doctors are not fortune tellers, and neither am I. Having lived with disability since birth does not afford me immunity from illness.
My life has been a fortunate one; I was born under a lucky star. It seems as if both wind and tide had favoured me. I have suffered no great losses, or defeats, or illness, or accidents, and have undergone no great struggles or privations; I have had no grouch. I have not wanted the earth.
I had my job, which I loved to do, which I was really good at. I was at the top of my career, and I had it all taken away because of a mental illness.
We don’t just want to eradicate illness. We want people to achieve their full potential.
Being the father of girls is a kind of illness, in its own way – since any guy who has tried to live in a house with a wife and two daughters is, without any doubt, going to go certifiably nuts.
As a chind in Dublin, I can remember having my plate piled high with four or five vegetables – and I’m convinced to this day that my mother’s home cooking helped to ward off illness.
Anyone who is dealing with any issue or any illness whatsoever, without a support network, chances are the person will not survive.
Getting to have an opportunity to tell a story that is about mental illness and how it affects one’s self and one’s community was really something that really meant a lot to me.
Since my illness, I’ve felt the presence of my angels.
Sometimes, patients with serious mental illness, just as with other serious medical illnesses, require hospitalization. In the absence of available public or private hospital beds, there are few options.
The easiest time to cure an illness is before it is accepted as a part of the self-image.
I have been dealing with illness and its manifestations since I was a teenager, and I think that gives me a very healthy respect for the things in life we can’t control.
People don’t realize how many of the homeless are single moms, and a lot of veterans, and people with mental illness.
No boxer in the history of boxing has had Parkinson’s. There’s no injury in my brain that suggests that the illness came from boxing.
It is impossible to insure that there is a zero percent chance of any kind of foodborne illness anytime anyone eats anywhere.
Illness transforms the things you most fear into the things you crave and would hold onto if you could.
They have been deprived nutritionally, or some illness has not been picked up, or they have not been screened for vision or hearing defects, or they have not had some kind of a chronic illness or error of metabolism picked up.
The most dangerous thing, when you have a serious mental illness, is convincing yourself that you don’t have it. And you see it all the time. People get on medication, and they feel better, and they stop taking it. And some flirt with unreality on some levels. But it feels so convincing to them that it feels real.
Americans are blessed with a can-do spirit – we don’t give up, even in the face of a daunting challenge like a life-threatening illness.
I’m surviving a life-threatening illness. Many do not, such as those without celebrity and fortune who have to depend on the public healthcare system.
I’d read things, like people criticizing me. But no one likes to read stuff about that, and probably the main thing that was getting to me was me mum’s illness.
My mother struggled immensely with mental illness, and so did I. She grew up bipolar, but it was never diagnosed nor recognized. It was shrugged off like a ‘symptom’ of being female – of her being weak. I also experienced this growing up: I felt that the great pain I experienced was a dramatisation.
I learned the hard way how desperately primitive is the technology we have for monitoring the health of someone with a chronic illness.
As well as being blind, Ma turned out to have the same mental illness that her mother had had. Between 1986 and 1990, she suffered six schizophrenic bouts, each requiring her to be institutionalised for up to three months.
Incorporating genetics into a platform with the reach of ResearchKit will accelerate insights into illness and disease even further.
My mother’s illness fitted into this protest against the treatment of the sick who could not pay, the inefficiency of commercialism, the waste, the extravagance, and the poverty.
My father’s very public life as Famous Amos was the opposite of that of his ex-wife, my mother Shirley, who was fighting a very private, solitary battle with mental illness.
I mean, I’m 48 years old and I’ve been through a lot in my life – you know, loss, whether it be death, illness, separation. I mean, the failed expectations… We all have dreams.
‘Ten Years Later’ is about the journey six extraordinary people take with time. Each has experienced a game-changing event – perhaps a life-threatening illness or a catastrophic personal loss.
There’s no shame in speaking about mental illness. It’s a very common problem in today’s society, no matter if you’re playing sports or working in another field. It’s something that needs to be spoken about a lot more.
I still have in my memory, almost agonizing impressions of a serious illness which I had when I was about eight years old. Those about me called it scarlet fever, and its very name seemed to have a diabolical quality.
I do believe that Jodi Arias shows a lot of signs of mental illness.
My goal is to see that mental illness is treated like cancer.
There is no such thing as mental illness, hence also no such thing as psychotherapy.
Eating a natural diet with loads of fresh fruit and veg and little processed food helps me manage the symptoms of my illness.
When I was young, my parents were these titanic, infallible figures. But Mum’s illness and Dad’s battles with diabetes and heart attacks had a ripple effect on me – reminding me of my own mortality and that these illnesses are genetic.
The disturbed individual who believes himself to be Christ, or to receive messages from God, is something of a cliche in our society. Ever since Sigmund Freud, many people have associated religiosity with neurosis and mental illness.
Sometimes it takes a wake-up call, doesn’t it, to alert us to the fact that we’re hurrying through our lives instead of actually living them; that we’re living the fast life instead of the good life. And I think, for many people, that wake-up call takes the form of an illness.
What does animal welfare have to do with food safety? The animals are the food! They are living in their own excrement, developing horrific sores, stressed out, and, therefore, more vulnerable to illness and disease.
But Gulf War Syndrome is not one cause, not one illness. It is many causes, many illnesses.
Fear is a question: What are you afraid of, and why? Just as the seed of health is in illness, because illness contains information, your fears are a treasure house of self-knowledge if you explore them.
No one can control the aging process or the trajectory of illness.
I was the only child born to Josephine Perry that survived. Mama had six other children before me, and all had passed very quickly and very young, all succumbing to a combination of illness and disease and the lack of strength to fight off both.
Too many people will die needlessly if we go back to letting people buy junk insurance or insurance that doesn’t help people with diseases related to mental illness.
Like any mum, I fear some mysterious illness befalling my children.
I do a lot of book signings and conventions every year, and I meet a great many readers who are struggling… they’re working through illness, injury, addiction, depression, grief, or some other trauma. It seems to me that there’s a lot of heroism in fighting those things as well, as best you can.
As a child, I had a serious illness that lasted for two years or more. I have vague recollections of this illness and of my being carried about a great deal. I was known as the ‘sick one.’ Whether this illness gave me a twist away from ordinary paths, I don’t know; but it is possible.
Paranoia is an illness I contracted in institutions. It is not the reason for my sentences to reform school and prison. It is the effect, not the cause.
Over the years, I have been a house painter, farm worker, paste-up artist, Easter Bunny, pizza delivery person, homeless shelter staff member, and counselor for adults and kids with mental illness – I quit my last real job in 2000 to work on writing full-time.
Romantic love is mental illness. But it’s a pleasurable one. It’s a drug. It distorts reality, and that’s the point of it. It would be impossible to fall in love with someone that you really saw.
