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Sandra Charron

Mom Postpartum RN Blogger Bipolar II

I'm a postpartum nurse, recently diagnosed with mental illness. I will share my stories whether you want to read them or not. Stopping the stigma of mental illness now.
How Social Media Has Helped My

How Social Media Has Helped My Depression

Rather than seeing nothing after I post a particularly bleak tweet or a caption speaking about mental illness, my notifications explode with questions and comments, all curious and positive about this awful invisible assailant. Total strangers will send their love and prayers out to me. Others will thank me for being brave and outspoken.
07/17/2014 08:47 EDT
The Sexual Abuse I Can No Longer Block

The Sexual Abuse I Can No Longer Block Out

This past year I've discovered that mental illnesses come in threes. Actually, in my case, they have come in more than threes, and unfortunately with each new disorder that I am diagnosed with, I am forced to reevaluate and relive the painful events of a past which have invited demons into my life who have been telling me since almost infancy that I am not worthy of freedom.
07/10/2014 12:30 EDT
Eating Disorders Are Not a Fear of Being

Eating Disorders Are Not a Fear of Being Fat

Here's the thing: eating disorders are not about a fear of getting fat. The weight gain is not fueled by the number on the scale, but by the feeling of perfection at having maintained self-control.
07/07/2014 05:48 EDT
I Will Have This Eating Disorder Until I

I Will Have This Eating Disorder Until I Die

As I was reading through Twitter accounts and bios of people advocating for the recognition of eating disorders as real and dangerous, I came across the words "ex-anorexic." I was jealous. I am able to eat a meal with my family, and quietly endure the self-loathing afterwards with no physiological consequences; but the mental battle drags me through such an obstacle course, that by the time I've reached the finish line, I am no longer certain of whether or not I want to get better. Unfortunately, part of me is convinced that there is no such thing as getting better from this
07/02/2014 12:51 EDT
What it Feels Like When My Depression Goes

What it Feels Like When My Depression Goes Away

This past year has seen me in the lowest of emotional states. I was diagnosed with depression in October, 2013. Somehow, some way, through the guidance and help of the team of doctors monitoring me psychologically and medically, the stabbing in my chest is subsiding. The depression may be lifting. I'm hopeful.
06/30/2014 01:09 EDT
It's Not Only Soldiers Who Get PTSD - I Know Because I Have

It's Not Only Soldiers Who Get PTSD - I Know Because I Have it

I know PTSD. I live it. I am assailed by the images every day; images which have made me fall to my knees as flashbacks so vivid and ugly wrapped themselves around my eyes like a blindfold. The incident plays on a constant loop in my broken brain, sometimes slowing down long enough to allow me a moment to breathe; other times the nightmare so real I forget I'm no longer that young child pinned underneath a grown man.
06/12/2014 12:38 EDT
Depression Does Define Who You

Depression Does Define Who You Are

We all have a defining characteristic. To accept that depression defines me means that I know who "me" is right now. That will change in the future. But for now, accepting that depression defines me means that I know who I am.
05/27/2014 12:20 EDT
When Depression Sucks Back Every Breath You

When Depression Sucks Back Every Breath You Take

Depression doesn't decide when it will attack. It sits on your head, an ever-looming presence, watching you go about your day. Sometimes, it can sit there for so long, you will forget it's there. You will start making plans for yourself; glorious, luxurious, productive plans. They will be ruined.
05/18/2014 09:15 EDT
Why I'm Grateful For My Diagnosis of

Why I'm Grateful For My Diagnosis of Depression

Before being diagnosed with depression in 2013, I could be described as miserable, ungrateful, negative. I decided to own my depression for what it has been for too many years to count, and rather than continue to bemoan my diagnosis, I would celebrate it by embracing the positive aspects.
05/14/2014 12:33 EDT
How Much Did My Depression Affect My

How Much Did My Depression Affect My Parenting?

What I have always believed to be my "parenting style" is now an onslaught of question marks as I wrestle with the heartbreaking realizations that perhaps my depression and I have caused irreparable damage to one or all of my four children.
05/08/2014 12:43 EDT
How Being Adopted Affected My Medical

How Being Adopted Affected My Medical History

I was born in North Bay, Ontario, in 1968 as Dorothée Labrosse. I was placed for adoption immediately upon my birth, and two months later, was blessed with a wonderful life with my adoptive parents. Since recently being diagnosed with mental illnesses, a synopsis of my birth family's health could help in the treatment of my illnesses and potentially those of my children.
05/06/2014 12:27 EDT
Why I Couldn't Keep My Childhood Sexual Abuse a Secret Any

Why I Couldn't Keep My Childhood Sexual Abuse a Secret Any Longer

I had never shared it. With anyone. Ever. Until May, 2013. As we sat in her sunroom, the heat warming my skin while my heart sunk with dread, I finally told another person about the man who had sexually abused me before I even knew how to write my ABCs. Blame cannot be placed on any one person or profession since society as a whole makes childhood sexual abuse a dirty little secret.
04/25/2014 12:16 EDT
Letting Go of Those Who Are Bad For Your Mental

Letting Go of Those Who Are Bad For Your Mental Health

I've spent these past several months adjusting to the diagnoses of my mental illnesses, redefining who I am as compared to who I thought I was. Sadly though, dependent on how news of my illnesses is viewed by others and based on the fact that my healing is partly based on perseverance and strength, never has the company I've kept been subject to more scrutiny.
04/21/2014 04:59 EDT
Maybe My Kids Will Be More Tolerant People Because of My

Maybe My Kids Will Be More Tolerant People Because of My Depression

Yes, during the most severe times in my life when I was bedridden for months, my body moulded into the mattress, not only did I not even know how to be a mother, but I didn't care. Strength and what little energy I had, was poured into staying alive. But during these worst of times, my children, the older ones aware of my illness, the younger one suspecting, were never very far from my side.
04/14/2014 12:30 EDT
Does Depression Have to Last

Does Depression Have to Last Forever?

As I watched a documentary on Bell's "Let's Talk" campaign recently after my Major Depressive Disorder was diagnosed, although I was busily leafing through a book, of which I couldn't read one single line as my brain was a muddle of fog and pain, I refused to look up at the screen as Clara Hughes discussed of her personal struggle with depression.
04/11/2014 12:38 EDT
What Baby Books Don't Tell You About

What Baby Books Don't Tell You About Breastfeeding

Even though mothers are anxious to see their child latching well and feeding on the breast, to know that their particular experience is occurring in most every room on the ward, does help somewhat to dispel the belief that they have done something wrong, that there is something wrong with them, and/or that their baby will never breastfeed.
04/10/2014 12:50 EDT
10 Things to Expect When You're Mentally

10 Things to Expect When You're Mentally Ill

These past six months have been an onslaught of revelations, some good and some bad, as I've been navigating my way through my diagnoses. Along with the side effects of the cocktail of medications that have been hit and miss in helping to alleviate the symptoms of my mental illnesses, adjusting to my life has been a juggling act of emotions.
04/01/2014 05:19 EDT
The Eating Disorder Nobody Takes

The Eating Disorder Nobody Takes Seriously

Although my mental illness was recently diagnosed, I've known since I was a teenager that I had an eating disorder. In the case of the eating disorder known as EDNOS (Eating Disorder Not Otherwise Specified), lack of physically obvious symptoms makes it not only easier for this disorder to persist for years, but it also makes health care providers less willing and/or able to diagnose it.
03/31/2014 08:54 EDT