I’ve had a crazy journey marked by mental health challenges, starting with a diagnosis of Bipolar I Disorder with Mixed Features and PTSD, dating back to 2019. The road to recovery was arduous, characterized by therapy, medication, and the aftermath of a suicide attempt in 2018. Yet, amidst the struggle, moments of solace emerged—a bracelet gifted by my sister during a trip to Baguio was a poignant reminder of love and support.
During 2017-2018, I faced domestic abuse, culminating in a desperate escape to Manila, leaving behind a tumultuous past. The journey toward healing took a pivotal turn during a tricycle ride, prompting a profound question about my existence. Spiraling into severe anxiety and PTSD symptoms, I navigated the labyrinth of mental illness, eventually receiving an official diagnosis in December 2019.
The subsequent years were fraught with challenges, exacerbated by the pandemic and personal losses. However, amidst the turmoil, I found solace in familial support from both my mother’s and father’s sides, who shared their own experiences with mental health. With newfound resilience, understanding, and the unwavering support of loved ones, I embarked on a journey of self-discovery, gradually reclaiming agency over my life and fostering meaningful connections. As I near the culmination of my medication program, I embrace life with renewed vigor, finding joy in the simplest of moments and drawing strength from the love surrounding me.
Now, whenever I feel down, I remember my family, my partner, and my cats. “Bakit ko ba ‘to ginagawa?” The answer unfolded through time; it was for them. I live for them.
Connect with Ash Margallo: hello@mentalhealthph.org
