(Català) Després del meu segon malson desperta (conegut popularment com a brot psicòtic), i havent tornat a viure amb la meva mare, estava desesperada.
Until a year and a half ago I had a more or less stable job, also a more or less stable life, and I had almost always been a person who fought, an enterprising person until the darkness took posses me.
In the midst of a long, intense summer, my first outbreak and diagnosis took place. Schizoaffective disorder. Following a hard time with my job and family, just when I felt more peaceful, while I was holidaying with relatives and friends in a campsite by a beautiful beach cove.
Language is important because of it we build thought and choose to see and talk about ourselves in one way or another. And we build from the language, both individually (I talk about myself according to how I perceive myself and others will perceive me as they see and hear me), as on a collective level
My name is Inma. I’m 47 years old. When I was 19 years of age more or less, I began to have the first symptoms of mental health problems. I comment my age and when I began to have what my family calls my disease so that everyone can understand the great fears that have lately harassed me.
Some years ago, together with a group of mates, we decided to initiate this path that is ActivaMent.
My name is Carles and I am 36 years old. 6 months ago I was diagnosed with depression, even though I have felt a profound sadness for a long time. The problem, though, is that I do not know for how long.
The Asperger Syndrome one has it for the entire life. At least, I have been told that by the professionals who treat me, and I believe it. Moreover, it probably has been different from the moment I discovered the world and the world discovered me.
Hi, my name is Estefanía and I’m thirty years old. Nine years ago, my life broke. I froze in an immense pain to which I have been addicted to, until very recently. My diagnosis: Bipolar Disorder.
What is recovery? According to María Moliner’s Dictionary (2007), one of the meanings is: “To recover something that was lost”. In our case, that is, in the case of people with mental disorders, that “something” is as different in each one of us, as our pain is.