“That I have never been able to find a companion who would accept me as I am,” she says. “And I had so much to give. So much.”
I seriously wanted to give her a hug, not because I pity her, but because my heart aches for those that suffer with mental illness. I know just like Professor Clayton, my son too wants to love others and be loved. As his mom, I want him to have this and more. I admit it’s not an easy relationship to be in, but it’s still worth it. Loving someone with a mental illness brings pain, but the joys are that much richer. A hug is more warm and a smile is more radiant. This relationship comes with a gift of perspective that you carry throughout your whole life. You learn to cherish what most take for granted and celebrate life’s small moments. Do I wish that my son didn’t have a mental illness, absolutely! Do I regret that he’s my son, absolutely not! I hope the Professor along with my son can find a true love that will love them as they are and in the end, find unexpected blessings along the way.
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Educator shares pain, passion of bipolar disorder:
By Billy Watkins
September 10, 2011
Consulted: September 16, 2011