Monday, February 3, 2025

Navigating the Impact of Gender-Based Violence on Women and Girls with Bipolar Disorder

Navigating the Impact of Gender-Based Violence on Women and Girls with Bipolar Disorder

The sexual assaults I experienced as a girl and young woman didn’t just harm my body—they broke my sense of safety, crushed my spirit, and ultimately unraveled my mental health. At first, I thought the sadness and fear I felt were normal, something I could ignore or move past. But the trauma didn’t fade. It morphed, deepened, and intertwined with symptoms of Bipolar disorder, a condition I didn’t even know I had until years later.

This isn’t just my story. It’s the story of countless women and girls whose mental health are impacted by gender-based violence (GBV). It’s a story about survival, recovery, and the complex intersection of trauma and mental illness. I’m sharing this because it’s time to break the silence and reclaim our narratives—not just for myself but for others who feel unseen, unheard, or unworthy of healing.


Understanding Gender-Based Violence: A Survivor’s Lens

What Gender-based Violence (GBV) Looks Like for Me

For me, GBV wasn’t an abstract concept; it was a crushing reality. It was the way my high school boyfriend used charm to mask his manipulation, how he pressured me into uncomfortable situations, and the moment he crossed an unforgivable line by orchestrating my assault.

This is the nature of GBV—it often happens at the hands of someone you know, someone you trust. It can be physical, emotional, or sexual, and it leaves behind wounds that don’t always show on the surface.

The Silent Epidemic

The statistics are staggering: In Canada, over 34,000 sexual assaults were reported in 2021 alone. But that’s just the tip of the iceberg—most incidents, like mine, go unreported. Survivors stay silent for many reasons: fear, shame, or the belief that no one will believe them. For women with mental health conditions, the risk is even greater. We are seven times more likely to be assaulted than others, making our vulnerabilities feel like targets.


Living With Bipolar Disorder After Gender-based Violence (GBV)

The Ripple Effects of Trauma

The trauma did not just hurt me in the moment; it changed the course of my life and my mental health. At first, I was diagnosed with depression and generalized anxiety disorder. It wasn’t until my 20s, after years of unexplained emotional highs and lows, that I was diagnosed with Bipolar disorder. Looking back, I realize how much the assault triggered and amplified my symptoms.

During manic episodes, I made reckless decisions—seeking validation, ignoring my instincts, and putting myself in risky situations. During depressive episodes, I felt consumed by shame and fear, reliving the assault over and over in my mind. I became trapped in a cycle of emotional instability that seemed impossible to break.

Intimacy as a Battlefield

Intimacy became one of my biggest challenges. I couldn’t separate physical closeness from the violence I’d endured. My trauma response was visceral: flashbacks, shaking, hyperventilating. Even when I managed to push through, I’d leave the experience feeling dirty, ashamed, and unworthy. I coped the only way I knew how—with cannabis, used to dull the fear and guilt. But numbing myself wasn’t healing. It was just survival.


Breaking the Cycle: My Path to Recovery

The Moment I Sought Help

I hit a breaking point in my 30s. After years of running from my trauma, I finally admitted that I needed help. I reached out to my local rape crisis centre and began weekly counselling sessions. Talking about the assault was excruciating, but it was also liberating. For the first time, I felt seen and heard.

Through cognitive-behavioural therapy (CBT), I confronted my fears head-on. Exposure therapy helped me reframe my interactions with men and take back some of the power I felt I had lost. Healing wasn’t linear, but it was possible.

What Recovery Looks Like for Me

Recovery did not mean erasing what happened—it meant learning how to live with it. It meant forgiving myself for the ways I coped, embracing my resilience, and finding tools to navigate my triggers. It also meant leaning on resources like the Oshawa-Durham Rape Crisis Centre and Women’s College Hospital’s trauma therapy programs.


The Bigger Picture: Empowering Survivors

We Deserve Better

As survivors, we are often told to “move on” or “let it go,” but healing doesn’t work that way. It takes time, effort, and support. And it requires a society willing to confront the roots of Gender-based violence (GBV) and the stigma surrounding mental illness.

Advocacy has become a part of my recovery. By sharing my story, I hope to challenge the systems that failed me and to create safer spaces for other survivors. Whether it’s through supporting local crisis centres, pushing for policy changes, or simply listening to survivors without judgment, we all have a role to play.


Final Thoughts

 A Message to Fellow Survivors

To anyone reading this who feels trapped by their trauma, I see you. I am you. And I want you to know that healing is possible. It’s not easy, and it won’t erase the pain, but it can help you find peace.

You didn’t ask for this. What happened to you is not your fault. But your healing? That’s yours to claim. You are worthy of recovery, of love, and of a life free from the shadows of your past.

Recovery and healing from trauma is not going to be easy. You will have days you regret starting the journey and you want to walk away from revisiting some of the most painful memories of your life. But I ask you to keep trying, keep working toward the goal of healing and keep fighting for yourself and your future happiness. Do not let your past dictate your future and do not let your perpetrator steal your joy. 

Let’s break the silence together. Let’s fight for a world where survivors are heard, believed, and empowered to heal. You are not alone. There is light at the end of this very dark tunnel and there is definitely sunshine after the rain.


Saturday, February 1, 2025

A Bipolar Woman’s Self-Reflection: Black Privilege - A Dedication to My Ancestors

A Bipolar Woman’s Self-Reflection: Black Privilege - A Dedication to My Ancestors

The following piece of work was a reflection written in 2016 after experiencing what I call ‘polite racism’ now known as microaggression in my workplace. The interaction that occurred was so quick and seemingly insignificant but it had a profound effect on me. It wasn’t that I couldn’t feel the presence of racism as it stared me in the face the morning I made coffee in my office kitchen and was told it was my job to serve others in my office and I should feel grateful to be there. Rather, it was the privilege of knowing my lived experiences to that point that dictated that walking away from the indignity being handed to me was my right as a Black woman who had fought and earned her seat at every and any table I chose to sit at.


There are always small minds lurking around every corner but It’s how you choose to react to their attempts to tear you down, upset your spirit or steal your joy. On that day in my history I thought it was important not to feel anger and indignation but to reflect on the lived experiences of my ancestors and myself that make me privileged to be black in the world that I inherited and to express empathy and understanding for those who still can’t embrace my blackness.    


Black Privilege-A Dedication to My Ancestors 

 

I studied history at Carleton University for four years and I have a Bachelor of Arts Honors in the subject. It’s not a Master’s or a PhD and I am not professing to be an expert but I do have four years (+) foundation on the topic.

 

I have studied Canadian, American, European, Asian and African history. I have studied the history of the world, which is re-written as everyday passes, so it is impossible to ever study it fully.

 

But this is what I have learned and some of the conclusions I have come to, again based on what I learned.

 

In the history of the world, at some point EVERYONE WAS OPPRESSED BY SOMEONE FOR SOME SEEMINGLY VALID REASON THAT MADE SENSE IN THAT TIME AND AT THAT TIME.

 

The English, for example, oppressed the Europeans, the Indians of Southeast Asia, the Asians of South East Asia, the Irish, the Scottish and Africans—this period in history is called Colonization.

 

They justified their actions with religion and man-made laws and years of feudal tradition and a variety of other territorial ideologies that I won’t go into, because it doesn’t really matter the reason…it’s a fact…it happened.

 

Before the British Empire, there was the Ottoman Empire and the Roman Empire etc. And for some reason they thought it was a good idea to repress and place value on people and their families and their lives.

 

A hierarchy was created, the concept was developed, and it has existed since the beginning of time.

 

Leaders, lead and followers, follow. Sometimes there were good leaders who had the best interest of the people at heart.

 

More often there were leaders that made selfish decisions, let absolute power cloud their judgment and cause immeasurable, reprehensible damage.

To rule is to serve, some people serve others, and some serve themselves. This is a face for the Ancestors of the people who currently inherit the world.

 

I have now given you a very broad and general statement about centuries and centuries of history—social history to be specific. It is up to you to go and do your research and then see if you truly agree or disagree with the next statements I am about to make.

 

Though I have studied world history, the history that I am most concerned with is my own.

 

I was born in Guyana, South America. My ancestors were a part of the Transatlantic Slave Trade. Essentially, the ships that left from Africa went to different parts of the world, not just North America.

 

If I were born a slave, I would have been raised on a Guyanese sugar plantation. If I looked the way I do now, had the same spirit or energy, if I could make people laugh or sing a song or had any special talent, I would have been a House Slave.

 

If I had no value beyond the ability to work long hours in extreme conditions, I would have been in the fields.

 

Based on my knowledge of the Slave Trade and Slavery, I believe this is all true. This is what African slavery looked like all around the world.

 

I have also thought about what I would have done if I were a slave. Would I be born and live and die a slave? Would I rage against the injustice of the experience and fight and flee to freedom?

 

I can say with some measure of confidence that I would run, fight and flee. I would risk getting caught and beaten and killed. I would do anything I needed to do to get out.

 

But I am not a slave. I was not born a slave. I have not lived as a slave and I will not die a slave. So, I can’t say what I would have done, only what I hope I would have the courage to do in that situation.

 

I am so grateful to my Ancestors for carrying that burden, for being strong, for trusting in God to cast away their worries and fears, for falling in love and making babies and preserving traditions; for being resilient so that I would never have to be in the world that they left me, in the world that I inherited.

 

Now when I speak to you about my Ancestors, I am not talking about the experiences that shaped an entire faction of people.

 

I am speaking about the Ancestors that are directly responsible for me being alive because they are the only people I feel I have a right to speak on behalf of. They are a part of me, they make up my history and therefore I have that right.

 

Based on what I know about my Ancestors, I would say half made the best of an extremely, horrifically bad situation and found a way not just to survive but to thrive in their new circumstance—the other half did not;

 

They were bitter and angry and resentful and afraid and that was their choice. That was how they dealt with the destruction, degradation and devastation that slavery caused.

 

There are 400 (+) years of history documenting the slave experience, interpreting and re-interpreting them and it is painful to listen to, look at and read.

 

So, I never tried to tackle it all but instead I tried to make sense of how I came to be here and what I wanted my living history to be.

 

This is what I know about how I came to be in the world that I inherited…

 

My family, my parents had a series of life experiences that led them to each other and then on December 30, 1982, I was born. That is when My History begins.

 

My parents worked hard, they sacrificed and fought for me. They took me from a place where our Ancestors were slaves, where I could have been born and lived and died as a slave and they freed me.

 

Because my parents grew up in Guyana, they knew all the challenges that I would have to face and that I would inherit if we stayed.

 

They wanted better for me, more than they had, they had a dream just like Martin Luther King Jr. and they did everything in their power to make it happen; fast forward 42 years to today…

 

I am a 1st Generation Guyanese immigrant with a Bachelor of Arts Honors in History, a Graduate Certificate in Public Relations and Communications from Humber College and a Graduate Certificate in Event Management from Durham College.

 

I have a deep and abiding trust in the Lord that He continues to walk with me on my purpose filled journey through life and He will be there to catch me when I stumble or fall.

 

I am currently pursuing my goals of being an author and public speaker with dreams of pursuing other things and the confidence and security of knowing that everything I want is within my reach. I just have to keep working hard and I will get there.

 

My past experiences, my living history, the story I have written for myself because of my parent’s hard work, courage, perseverance, lack of pride, resilience, patience, tolerance, and overall awesomeness—I know every dream I have ever had is going to become a reality.

 

This glass ceiling that I heard so much about growing up; the limitations of Black People, my parents shattered that ceiling before it ever got in my way, so I have lived a life as if it never existed.

 

Ideas, criticisms, labels and stereotypes associated with black people, they always offended me, but I never let them affect the decisions I made about my life and future.

 

If the world said I couldn’t do it because I am Black, I was always hell-bent on showing them I could do it, not because I am black but because I am me…

 

Onika L. Dainty…the sum total of my experiences, living history, constantly learning, never asking permission or forgiveness (unless I really need it which, I usually don’t with permission but always do with forgiveness).

 

If I fail, I take a step back and ask myself why? I look to my support system of family and friends because I know they are always there.

 

And I ultimately learned not to blame people outside of my control for the things that are inside my control.

 

This security and freedom have given me the confidence to smile and laugh and talk to and listen to and learn from all kinds of people from all different parts of the world that I inherited. I look at things from my point of view and let people look at things from theirs.

 

I do not judge or diminish other people’s experiences. I do not subscribe to negative labels, and I do not let the concept of Racism and all the burdens it brings to dictate my actions.

 

I am kind to everyone until they give me a reason not to be. I try not to be cruel but instead remember that they are the sum total of their life experience and that they are living history so, every day is a new opportunity to change.

 

I believe in love and not hate, though I know they both exist in the world that I inherited. I know how conflict and wars between people and nations begin but I still can’t say I understand why because although it is happening in the world that I inherited it is not a part of my living history.

 

I can only be responsible and accountable for the decisions I make when faced with conflict, adversity and challenges because according to my Ancestors and my history and what I have learned, all that they expect of me is:

 

To do my best, to work hard, to trust in God, to fight when it is time to fight, to flee when it is time to flee, to love and fall in love and make babies and to pass on traditions; to respect them and the burden they carried on their backs across an entire ocean, beyond 400 (+) years of struggle and pain to give me the gifts I have today—the gift of security, safety, confidence and support.

 

That is the world that I live in, it’s the only one I can exist in, the only one I know and can survive and thrive in like they did. That is the world that they left me, the world that I inherited.

 

That is my Black Privilege. What’s yours?

 

In Recognition of Black History Month and My Ancestors


Friday, January 31, 2025

A Bipolar Woman's Self-Reflection: My Mental Health Update January 2025

A Bipolar Woman's Self-Reflection: My Mental Health Update January 2025

Dear Readers,

I know you must be wondering where I disappeared to after my last post on January 9, 2025. The honest truth is I needed a mental health break. After my cousin’s passing in November 2024 and my travels to my home country of Guyana, South America I was mentally, physically and emotionally depleted. Although I had a wonderful time back home reconnecting with family and friends I was struggling with managing my mental health and maintaining my normal routine. The excitement of travel, being in a new environment, lack of sleep and mismanaging my medication (taking them at odd and inconsistent hours) threw me into a three-day manic episode. Historically, I have never had such a short period of Mania but the evidence was clear: excessive energy after a few hours sleep, racing thoughts, pressured speech, hyperspending and risky behaviour. After a few good nights of sleep and going back on my regular schedule for taking my medication I was able to manage the symptoms and fortunately I went back to baseline. 


When I returned home however, I was physically and mentally exhausted. My mood dipped into a depression and I had no energy or motivation to do the tasks I love like writing my blog. I also had to prepare myself mentally for what was upcoming, specifically starting my trauma treatment therapy. I didn’t stay down for long though, I got into gear by starting to rebuild my structure, routine and habits that are so important to my mental wellness. This included my daily to do lists, a new nutritional plan where I cook (yes I cook now) and eliminate processed foods (so no more DoorDash takeout) and I started going to the gym five days a week in the mornings and walking 3-5 miles on the treadmill. All of these habits–some new, some old, have helped me increase my energy, helped with my sleep hygiene and helped me find my motivation especially for writing to all the readers who have supported me through my journey.


So, I’m back! I can’t promise you I won’t need a break again because unfortunately Bipolar disorder can be unpredictable. What I can promise is that I will keep you updated with self-reflections on how I’m doing because I know you care, I know I’m not alone and we are on this journey together. Look out for my February 1 blog in recognition of the start of Black History Month.


Truly Yours,


Onika the Bipolar Butterfly.


Thursday, January 9, 2025

Exploring the Intersection of Mental Illness and Substance Use Disorder in Women

Exploring the Intersection of Mental Illness and Substance Use Disorder in Women

Mental health challenges are often intertwined with substance use disorders, creating a complex web of issues that disproportionately affects women. Did you know that we women are more likely than men to experience mental health disorders alongside substance use issues? This intersection complicates diagnosis and treatment, particularly in cases of Bipolar disorder. In this article, I want to delve into the nuances of these interrelated conditions, exploring how they impact our lives, the treatment options available, and the importance of holistic approaches in fostering recovery.

Understanding Bipolar Disorder in Women

Bipolar disorder manifests differently in women due to hormonal differences and societal pressures. I’ve experienced firsthand how societal expectations can intensify the symptoms of Bipolar disorder. The pressure to conform can lead to additional stress and exacerbate our conditions. Recognizing these factors is essential for understanding the unique challenges we face.

The Link Between Substance Use Disorder and Bipolar Disorder

Living with Bipolar disorder, I found myself grappling with the dual challenge of substance use. Co-occurring disorders, where mental illness and substance use exist simultaneously, can complicate treatment. Many women, including myself, may turn to substances like alcohol or cannabis as a way to self-medicate. This self-medication often masks underlying symptoms and can lead to a cycle that is hard to break.  

Co-occurring Disorder

Having a dual diagnosis of mental illness and substance use can be overwhelming. My experience with substance use started as self-medication during a deep depression, where cannabis became my escape. Initially, it felt like a solution, providing temporary relief from racing thoughts and anxiety. However, this self-medication quickly turned into a struggle with substance use disorder, which complicated my journey to proper diagnosis and treatment.

Risk Factors for Substance Use Disorder in Women with Bipolar Disorder

Understanding the risk factors that contribute to this intersection is crucial. Biological factors, such as genetics, play a significant role. I realized that my family history revealed a complex dynamic between mental illness and substance use. Psychological trauma from my childhood further contributed to my Bipolar disorder and substance use. These experiences created a perfect storm that led me to seek relief through substances.

Social factors, including stigma and relationship dynamics, also play a part. Women often face societal pressures that can make it difficult to seek help, as we may feel judged or misunderstood. The dialogue surrounding substance use is changing, but the stigma remains a significant barrier.

Treatment Options for Women with Co-Occurring Disorders

Integrated treatment approaches, which combine therapy and medication, are essential for addressing both Bipolar disorder and substance use. It’s crucial to have gender-sensitive treatment modalities that understand our unique needs. Community resources, such as support groups, can provide invaluable assistance. My journey through Pinewood Addictions Services was transformative, as it connected me with other women who faced similar struggles. The shared experience fostered a sense of belonging and accountability.

Challenges in Diagnosis and Treatment

The stigma surrounding mental illness and substance use can complicate our journey to recovery. Comprehensive screening and assessment are essential to accurately diagnose co-occurring disorders. Unfortunately, barriers to accessing effective treatment still exist. Advocacy for better resources and support systems is vital to ensure we receive the care we deserve.

Support Strategies for Recovery

A huge part of my journey to better mental health has been fostering a strong support network. Encouraging open communication with friends and family has been instrumental in my recovery. Sharing my triumphs and struggles with my support team gives me the courage to keep moving forward.

Additionally, I have learned to prioritize self-care practices and coping strategies. When I feel myself slipping into old habits, I rely on the self-care tools I’ve developed over the years to help me regain balance.

Final Thoughts

Navigating the intersection of mental illness and substance use disorder is a challenging journey, especially for women experiencing Bipolar disorder. Understanding this complex relationship is crucial for effective treatment and support. Through psychoeducation around the relationship between substance use and mental illness from my healthcare team I finally understood the detrimental effect substances were having on my mental health outcomes. I was able to work with my team on rehabilitation, treatment options and recovery from substances. Today, I’m proudly sober and I’m  also aware of the dangers of substance use to my Bipolar I disorder.

By promoting awareness, fostering community resources, and advocating for tailored treatment approaches, we can help empower women on their path to recovery. If you or someone you know is struggling, reaching out for professional help is a vital step toward healing. Remember, everyday is a new opportunity to do something you’ve never done before–let’s start the journey together.