I’m Bipolar Type 1/Mixed. I was working a full-time job and had a nervous breakdown. I was living what one would consider a “normal” life, and my world came crashing down around me. If it weren’t for my family and friends, things would have been so terribly different. I have to credit my doctor for his intervention, too. Without him, I wouldn’t have been so quickly diagnosed, and my path would not have been as easy.
I found an organization called The Comfort Zone, a Triangle depression and bipolar support alliance for people who have mental challenges. I’ve been a part of that organization for over 20 years. It’s near and dear to my heart. Because of them, I have found strength and support when I needed it.
I walk for them because they can’t get out of bed sometimes. I’m there for them in their lowest moments and sometimes in their highest moments. I walk for them when they can’t walk. When they can’t even form a sentence sometimes.
If it weren’t for Van and the family of the Angus Barn, I wouldn’t have that support that I need to keep doing the work that I do, and why I need the support of the Foundation. I consider it something that is a part of the fabric of my life, to have the Walk for Hope family surround me.
Because of the research that’s taken place over the last 20 years, some of us are down from 20 pills a day to 5 pills a day to 2 pills a day.
And my guys walked this year! They did a fantastic job! Every year, it gets bigger and better and the participation level is just amazing. Just to see my team come out and support the Walk in any way they can—whether it be walking, sitting at the table, cheering others on—is just phenomenal. It’s our honor and privilege to walk every year. We feel like people are walking for us every year. It really lifts our spirits.