The Stigma of Mental Illness

 

Aren't worth your time

I worked with her for about a year – a fellow nurse.  We went shopping outside of work.  She invited me to her home.  I even ended up taking a dog (Romeo) from her that she no longer was able to care for.  I considered her a friend.

She was a nursing professional that had been TAUGHT about the difficulty of mental illness.  TOTAL IGNORANCE!  I revealed to her at one of her barbecues about my struggle with Bipolar.

That was the last conversation that I ever had with her.  She refused to answer my calls, return voice mails, or even explain her avoidance.  My only conclusion about her absolutely disrespectful exit was obvious.

Whew…

Thank you God for her departure.  Saved, yet again!

 

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