MEGAN'S STORY

I was sixteen years old the first time that I consciously told myself that I hated my body. I can recall standing in front of the mirror...

I’m sorry for not writing in so long. In all honesty I have had a lot of trouble sitting down and writing something that I like enough to...

I was 18 when I experienced my first full-blown manic episode. I was extremely ill at this time and I had to take a leave from both...

April 10th, 2019: I am 22 today. I cannot say enough about how well my 21st year of life went and how much I grew. Those who know me...

I feel like when people think about mental illness, they typically think about the negative components and struggles that come with it. I...

“What is the definition of beautiful?” I ask myself this question often. I have been asking myself this question for so many years. I...

On April 10th, 1997 at 6:36 pm you gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. After 9 months of pregnancy and a difficult labour you gave...

To my younger and undiagnosed self: I know that it hurts. I understand that it hurts so bad. Right now, you feel isolated and confused...

I have a certain expression ingrained in my head. That is the expression on someone’s face when I drop the news that I am indeed Bipolar....

You sat me on the edge of my bed and made sure to keep your distance as you explained to me that I no longer had a place in your life....

I remember my first mood stabilizer vividly; lithium. Yes, as in the highly reactive chemical element of atomic number 3. I remember it...

I often find myself thinking, “Who is Megan Rowe? What do I want to be remembered for and defined by?” Well, here is a little bit about...