Melissa Miles McCarter

aka lissahoop

Melissa Miles McCarter

Melissa Miles McCarter
Location
Ironton, Missouri, USA
Birthday
February 27
Title
Smiler
Company
Fat Daddy's Farm
Bio
I live in Ironton, MO and currently am working on my doctorate in rhetoric and composition. I am married, have two cats, and two English bulldogs. Recently I wrote a book chronicling some of my experiences being bipolar, "Insanity: A Love Story." I try to blog about my own experiences with the condition, my opinions about popular culture, and, of course, my two bulldogs. My writing is thoughtful, probing and somewhat intellectual. I tend to be serious, but I do have a silly side (as seen in my musings about my bulldogs, Boss Hog and Daisy). I like to read posts that look at an issue from an interesting angle and try to sift through all the noise that exists in our media-saturated world. I am interested in how our personal lives and experiences interact with others--and I have no tolerance for meaness or spitefulness, but I am "turned on" by generousity and kindness. I look forward to writing posts that are challenging and strive to be insightful...I am hopeful about opensalon providing an avenue for smart writing.

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OCTOBER 26, 2009 3:16PM

Open Call: Discriminated against because you are bipolar?

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I would like to find out from fellow "mad hatters" out there how you have been discriminated against, persecuted, or badly treated because people knew of your diagnosis of bipolar condition, or even some other mental illness.  I think to openly talk about how we have been marginalized is one way to gain strength when dealing with a harsh (and ignorant) outside world. 

To start off, I will share a few of my experiences.

In one of my last teaching jobs, I was called into the office by the Dean and was presented with a personal blog post I had written about my use of Ambien, which is prescribed by my doctor because adequate sleep is one of the ways I manage my bipolar condition.  This was during the time that there were all those news stories about Ambien causing people to eat and drive in their sleep, and apparently the dean thought it was some sort of recreational drug.  I mentioned that I was having a hard time getting up in the morning because I was adjusting to the Ambien, and she argued that the few numbers of times I had been absent was the result of taking this drug.  So, she fired me.

After my daughter died of SIDS, we were investigated by CPS.  I disclosed to them that I was bipolar, and because of this, they temporarily banned me from seeing my step-son until the investigation of my daughter's death was over.  They also (illegally) told my step-son's mother of my condition, and ever since then when she is jealous or gets mad at my husband and I, she throws the fact that I am bipolar into my face.

When I was getting to know a colleague at a job a few years back socially, I let her know that I was bipolar.  She kept asking me questions about my diagnosis, but it wasn't in an empathetic get to know you kind of way, but almost if she was trying to determine if I was safe to be around. 

While taking my comprehensive exams for the first time, because of the stress of the experience, I had a manic episode.  I failed the exam, and simply explaining that this had happened wasn't enough to get another chance--I had to appeal it and get a lawyer to explain that I needed accomodations for my disorder.

Okay, that's my few experiences--I am sure I can think of more later.  Please share--because knowledge really is power!

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Thanks for introducing this all-important topic. I have experienced tremendous discrimination both as a public librarian and a social worker despite getting a master's degree in library science in 1991 with a straight A record and a social work degree almost as excellent in 1993.

Unfortunately I was returning to school and work after 14 years as a stay-at-home mother at the same time that my illness became active and I was diagnosed and medicated. I wish I had gone back to my career as an editor where talent was recognized and I had advanced very quickly.

I was forced to reveal my illness in my very first library job before i even started, two years after my diagnosis. I worked in my hometown, and my mom, who knew everyone after 50 years there, seemed to have told everyone. My psychiatrist has to assure my first and best boss between being hired and starting. I was open about it because I had no choice..

The Nassau Library System is a fishbowl, and I am unique. Even when I decided to stop talking about it, everyone knew. The worst situation is when everyone knows and you don't know they know I am an excellent librarian who never is late, never gets sick, is completely reliable, creative, innovative.Two libraries where I had worked halftime for years never offered me full-time jobs, but instead made empty promises.

Three times I was fired at the very end of my probation period with absolutely no warning and and only excellent evaluations. I have always been told I am an excellent librarian, who works splendidly with teenagers. But I later found I was a favorite gossip topic at library director meetings.

Still, from 1988 to 2001 and again in 2005 I worked mostly half-time, but several years full-time as a librarian. ButI wasted $50,000 on my social work MSW. That is a story for a post of my own. If I had been open on my application to Adelphi School of Social Work, I almost certainly would not have been accepted. Mental health practitioners don't seem to accept wounded healers.
Thanks, @cassandra for sharing your experiences. You would think the mental health profession would be more open--Kay Jamison discusses the stigma in her own writings about manic-depression, and it amazes me that people who treat mental illness judge others who have it. I hope others on OS will share their experiences as well.
I didn't tell people at my job about my being bipolar. They just thought I was on drugs - not the prescription kind.
@littlewillie --would it had been better or worse if they knew you were bipolar?
Given my generally poor opinion of the mental health system, my treatment doesn't surprise me at all.
i was told
i am anxiety ridden
and my mood was not stable.

but i go on.


with the grace of Gawd,
tomorrow
tomorrow

i will be healed...

..............................

and then ,well,
i'm gonna bring hard judgment down on
people who refuse to understand that madhatters
create the world they live in..

all the madhatters together=a church.


a church of FUN..

a church of Forgiveness for the sin of
being judgmental on yrself
and yr neighbor


signed, Who-zee-what-sis
@cassandra-- even with your disdain of the mental health profession, you decided to be part of it...I understand, I have mixed feelings myself. I just wish compassion would be a prerequisite for people going into the mental health field--too bad it can't be taught in school (or can it?)

@james-- I love your perspective, especially the notion of fun; isn't that what separates bipolars from depressives :-) Seriously, I think if we unite as "madhatters" we can define ourselfs and help protect ourselves from being judged.
I am a psychologist and work with people who have BP. It distresses me greatly to hear how other therapists have treated them at times. When I taught, I was always mindful of the fact that at least 50% of us in the room had some diagnosis and the other 50% was likely to be clueless about it. This is a difficult disorder to diagnose and so, many people go thru inept therapists or horrible times in their lives unnecessarily. It's also greatly misunderstood.

Sorry, didn't mean to get on my soapbox!
yes, mypsyche and I think it is this misunderstanding of the condition that makes discrimination take place....how do you help your clients/patients deal with the stigma?
melissa,

i now weigh 360.
lost all my athleticism.
the System never
told me this could happen.

the system failed me..

gracefully my aunt pays a private dr.

i was diagnosed schizpphrenic at first
and tall the drugs turned me into a 360 lb zombie.
toi this day i am stiilll dealing with the repurcussions of the heavy psychiatiric medications. the most common

fault is overmedication, which causes obesity.

ryan

questions? plenty more answers. pm me..
The health insurance, disability insurance and life insurance industries quite openly and fully legally discriminate against all mental illnesses (as well as neurological disorders like epilepsy).

I have BP type II, which means my mania is not a party; it's just as hellish as the depressions. I was diagnosed in 2000, and it took several years to get reasonably stable, and for the last two, the only real difficulty I have with mood swings is the holiday season. Bah humbug.

While I don't go around with "bipolar" stamped on my forehead, I don't hide it either. I tell people if the conversation goes in that kind of direction or if it is important for them to know (like if I'm in a bad spot and I just need for them to understand or leave me alone). I honestly don't give a s*t what people think. (Good thing for me I have my own business, isn't it? Although there are still some days I want to fire myself.)

The fact is, discrimination exists for anyone who is different. The fact that the mentally ill are not legally protected by anti-discrimination laws and under the ADA provisions is criminal.
Melissa--we approach it initially on a need-to-know basis if the diagnosis is new. Sometimes dealing with the actual diagnosis takes time even if it is also a relief to have someone tell {you} what is going on. I find that once a person has stability, and knows more about managing the disorder, s/he can take more "ownership" and it becomes less of an issue.

Good questions. I'm interested in reading more of the posts here.
@ryan, I am sorry for your misdiagnosis--I was also diagnosed first with schizophrenia when I exhibited manic symptoms. I also dealt with weight issues. I can imagine someone seen as schizophrenic deals with some more discrimination than someone with bipolar disorder, or at least differents kinds.

@barkinglot4 --I agree that discrimination exists for anyone who is different, but mental illness also faces what I call silent judgment...it is a type of difference that makes people uncomfortable in a different way. We do have some protection with the ADA, but I think the social stigma trumps our legal rights in many ways.

mypsyche--I am glad I am asking interesting questions, and I welcome you to read my posts. I have also found your blog to be interesting :-)
I haven't been discriminated against per se. But I have lost a couple of important romantic relationships because of it. It wasn't that they didn't understand BPD or rejected me because they found out I was bipolar. I was very upfront about it and see no reason to hide it (maybe at work).

The problem was that they didn't understand or deal with the reality of the illness. Even the best medication can't always prevent episodes and they couldn't deal with those. They never said that was the reason, but it was clear.
Melissa, my disdain of the mental health profession only developed once I started the MSW social work program in 1991. At that time I felt that my therapists had helped me a great deal. Their advice to stay in the closet on my application was totally wrong, however. Either I wouldn't have gotten in or I could have been open about it and educated lots of my professors and fellow students about bipolar disorder.

I shouldn't have given up after the first firing. I probably should try to build a therapy practice now.
@ryan--when I asked about discrimination, I didn't even consider what happens on the romantic side--I have had relationships end because of my symptoms and I am lucky to have my husband who supports me despite my condition, although it has caused a strain at times...