A Support Group.

No, we don’t have a name.  We are not DBT or CBT-based.  We are just teenagers and a couple of young adults that have mental disorders, and believe it or not, we met in a church setting.  We have a lot of diagnoses in the bunch, ranging from ADHD to Bipolar Disorder (which is common in the group) to DID/Multiple Personality Disorder.

Sometimes at a meal, we sit down, catch up with each other, and talk about the tough parts of having a certain disorder.  I feel like it’s a good thing that we joke around and that we have fun.  We go and we have so many inside jokes.

It’s a really good thing that we have each other.  We were once called the outcasts at church gatherings because we didn’t know what to do or where to go; we didn’t know who would accept us for all of us.  It started about 3 years ago with my boyfriend and I.  We met, and we bonded with each other, and we became each other’s support.  In 2012, the group doubled to 4, and that’s when we had someone with depression come in.  We also had someone with multiple personalities join our group, and that’s when we accepted all of them.  It was also the first time we talked about mental illness, and we found out it was a rather comfortable subject.

In 2013, I met a girl who was diagnosed with depression as well, and she was one of the most amazing people I’d ever met.  She’s like a daughter to me, and there’s an ongoing joke that she is my daughter.  I don’t mind it though.

Then, last year, the group grew to more than double the people we had in 2012, so we have about 10, 11 people in the group now.  I’m proud to say that they’re my group and I can have nothing but joy when I’m with them.  But, yeah, just some positive vibes today.

I’m tired of being negative.