When I feel particularly angry about this illness, I dream I'm a Wellness Warrior. Last night, I looked like Keira Knightly in the film King Arthur although I was astride a horse like Clive Owen. I was leading 10,000 warriors on a Crusade (without the religious connotation) against the National Institutes of Mental Health. I carried a scroll stating our demands, which I presented to Dr. Kay Redfield Jamison (yes, I realize that she works at Johns Hopkins but this was just a dream).
We were asking for the following: 1. Insurance Parity. 2. Reclassification of the illness as a behavioral or neurological one to destigmatize it. 3. A Jobs Assistance Program, in which applicants could either get funding for retraining or for education. There would be tax credits for organizations that provided part-time, flextime, or freelance jobs for bipolars. There would be easily accessible funding from the Small Business Administration. 4. State-of-the-art Bipolar Wellness Centers throughout the country. 5. Bipolar Wellness Programs, which offer similar services to Cancer Wellness Programs, including an array of free classes in the following areas: exercise, art therapy, music therapy, nutrition, guided visualization, mindfulness meditation, massage, and so much more.