John and I became friends through our daughters … our Rebeccas. The girls never met but they tied their parents together in a close bond we wish we did not share.

John Burghardt contacted me through the Rebecca’s Dream website several years ago. We became instant friends … forever. The reason? John’s daughter Rebecca lost her life to bipolar disorder in July, 2005. Our Rebecca lost her life to the same demon in July, 2004.

Norm and I wish you and yours a healthy and peaceful holiday season, a Happy New Year, and the hope that 2012 brings the fulfillment of your dreams and desires.

Along with the sounds of jingle bells and holiday songs, and the glow of brightly colored lights is a silent suffering within the souls of so many people living with depression and bipolar disorder. This time of year may exacerbate feelings of loneliness, despair, isolation, emptiness and worthlessness.

Is it possible? Is change in the air? Are more voices speaking? Are attitudes really changing?
Perhaps. Maybe. Hopefully.
 
During the past few months several articles have been written in The New York Times and Chicago Tribune concerning mental illness. Individuals and families have shared their private stories with candor and passion.

In the interest of “transparency”—the new “it” word-—I confess that I struggle with the issue of IF to tell, what to tell and how much to tell about a mental health diagnosis to employers, colleagues, friends, family, potential significant others and anyone else in your circle of relationships. 

It would be great to be able to state emphatically, “Tell all and tell soon.” BUT! Is the real world ready for such honest disclosure? Will your employer open his/her arms offering understanding, comfort, compassion and time off when needed?