Showing posts from July, 2013

Happy Birthday, Big Brother!

Dear Garrett,

I tried to think of what I wanted to say to you on your birthday, but I couldn't come up with anything particularly inspirational or witty. I just wanted you to know how much I care about you. You truly are a very good brother and always have been, ever since I came home from the hospital. We've had a few fights and sibling rivalries over the years, but overall we've just been friends more than siblings. It's a special kind of friendship--best friends, who share so much because we grew up together. I treasure your friendship so very much and I value your advice, opinion, and your protection when it comes to anyone who might bother me. You've always been there to take care of me, and you're good at it. I'll especially never forget how sweet you were to me during my terrible sophomore year of college and how you took care of me during that year you had between undergrad and medical school.

Also, let's take a second to brag about how proud I …

Six Months.

These have been six of the hardest months of my life. I'd like to take a moment to thank those of you who have prayed for me, been there to walk beside me, cry with me, laugh with me, and just do life with me. Coming soon, I will write a blog post dedicated to each of my dear friends and the ways they've helped me get through this time.

I've heard it takes about a year to fully deal with and accept the diagnosis of bipolar. If so, I'm halfway there! Praise God for bringing me this far!

I was upset and crying on the way to my grandma's with my mom and my brother the other day when Garrett finally said, "Haley, do you know anyone who was diagnosed as bipolar and then was immediately okay?" I of course answered "No."

It's a heavy diagnosis--something I'll most likely be dealing with in some way for the rest of my life. I'm lucky to have so many people backing me up. No, not lucky...blessed. It was no luck or mistake that God placed me w…