Monday, September 29, 2025

One Year of Onika L. Dainty: Over 43,000 Views, Real Stories, Real Growth

 

One Year of Onika L. Dainty: Over 43,000 Views, Real Stories, Real Growth

The Post I’ve Dreamed of Writing

One year ago, I pressed publish on my first blog post with a mix of fear and hope. Today, I sit here in awe: over 43,000 views in 12 months. That number represents more than traffic. It means reach, resonance, and community.

This space was never about numbers, it was about honesty, about putting lived experience with bipolar disorder on the page and trusting that someone, somewhere, might feel less alone. Along the way, I’ve written through highs, lows, and all the in-between spaces of recovery.

The Personal Wins: Living the Dream of Writing

For years, I dreamed of being a writer. This blog made that dream real. Weekly practice gave me courage to tell the truth, even when it felt risky. Vulnerability became a ritual, not a performance, and self-trust slowly replaced self-doubt.

Every time I published, even on the toughest days, I met a truer version of myself. And in doing so, I also get to lead by example, showing my two nieces that you can follow your dreams, even when the path is complicated by mental health struggles.

Readers’ Favourites: The Posts That Traveled Farthest

Some pieces traveled farther than I ever imagined:

  • Life Lessons Series - This ongoing series of reflections has become a hub of dialogue. Posts on validation, resilience, and self-love showed me that sharing “small” lessons can carry immense weight.

Together, these four pillars helped carry us to nearly 43K+ views—proof that honest, grounded stories matter.

The Professional Wins: From Blog to Real-World Impact

This blog also opened doors beyond the screen.
  • Speaking engagements: I’ll never forget the first time I stood on stage and saw people leaning in to hear lived experience framed as knowledge.
  • Course development: Partnering with a university to help shape curriculum affirmed the value of storytelling and empowered the next generation of social workers.
  • My own course (coming soon): A space where lived experience meets structured learning for women navigating mental health recovery.
  • Peer support at scale: From DMs to workshops, the ripple effect of one blog post has reached further than I could have imagined.

The Honest Lows: What Was Hard and How I Coped

It wasn’t all triumph. Creating while living with bipolar disorder meant navigating cycles, hospitalizations, and travel that disrupted consistency. Family duties and responsibilities demanded renegotiated boundaries. And sometimes, I had to pause projects or choose rest, learning that stepping back is also part of moving forward. 

You may have noticed that this past month, September, and also in May, my posts were limited. That is because I have been moving through bipolar depression and hypomania, and I chose care over output. I will share more about this in future posts.

My Support Team

I have often spoken about the importance of having a team around you, and mine has been incredible. A special thank you to Grama Judie for everything she has done for me, for being my advocate when I cannot be my own. And to my family, who have been on this journey with me and stayed by my side, you know who you are.

Sidebar: My Relief Kit

  • Journaling for grounding
  • Walks in nature
  • Music playlists for mood shifts
  • Phone calls with trusted supports
  • Sleep hygiene rituals

What I Learned About Myself in 365 Days

  1. I am both tender and capable.
  2. Vulnerability is a practice, not a personality.
  3. Consistency comes from systems and support, not willpower alone.
  4. My path is mine to honour, to pace gently, and to protect fiercely.
  5. Community multiplies courage.

What’s Next

The second year brings new commitments and possibilities:
  • More consistent blogging with a sustainable cadence.
  • Partnerships with local organizations and peer networks.
  • Exploring a not-for-profit initiative to support those navigating housing, mental health, and women’s wellness.
  • Courses and workshops that translate lived experience into structured tools for healing and resilience.

Gratitude Roll

To every reader, commenter, collaborator, and quiet supporter: thank you. Thank you for trusting me with your stories, and for letting my words walk alongside yours.

I’d love to hear from you: Which post spoke to you most? Explore my previous posts and the Life Lessons Series and let me know.

If a post has helped you, please share it with someone who needs lived-experience hope today. Together, we can keep this community growing.

Thursday, September 18, 2025

When Hypomania Feels Like Home: Living with a High Baseline in Bipolar Disorder

When Hypomania Feels Like Home: Living with a High Baseline in Bipolar Disorder

When Up Is Your Normal

For years, I thought I was just naturally energetic, creative, and always “on.” I felt things intensely like joy, laughter, even ordinary experiences seemed electrified. My reactions were often impulsive, erratic, and overwhelming, yet I didn’t see them as symptoms. I thought this was simply who I was. In truth, I was living in a constant state of hypomania. It became my baseline, my “normal.”

Hypomania can be seductive, especially when it feels chronic. It disguises itself as personality: the life of the party, the funny friend, the student with brilliant answers but a compulsion to talk too much in class. My parents were relieved when my bubbly, singing, over-expressive self returned after depressive lows, never realizing these drastic shifts were early signs of bipolar disorder, not just extroversion.

This blog explores what it means to live with a high baseline, why it’s so difficult to let go of the high, and how learning to trust the quiet version of myself became a turning point in my healing.


Defining Hypomania vs. Hyperthymic Temperament

Clinically, hypomania cannot be a baseline. It is episodic, a distinct shift from stability marked by elevated mood, energy, and activity. Some people, however, naturally have a hyperthymic temperament: consistently high energy, optimism, sociability, and productivity. This temperament can mimic hypomania and is even linked to a higher risk of developing bipolar disorder.

For those of us living with bipolar disorder, the line between personality and illness can blur. What feels like drive, creativity, or charisma may in fact be sustained symptoms like rapid speech, reduced sleep, impulsivity, and inflated confidence. Without awareness, these traits can be mistaken for identity rather than signals of dysregulation.


Why It’s Hard to Let Go of the High

Hypomania often feels like a gift. Increased productivity, endless creativity, and social magnetism make it easy to believe this is who we were always meant to be. For me, these highs often felt like freedom, like finally stepping into the version of myself that the world wanted. Stabilizing felt like losing my spark, my voice, my power.

But this self-awareness comes with a cost. The ego boost of hypomania can mask denial. When you feel invincible, it’s difficult to admit that you are, in fact, unwell. I feared that medication or balance would steal my creativity. I worried that slowing down meant settling for less. It took years of therapy, self-reflection, and painful trial-and-error to accept that stability wasn’t stealing from me, it was protecting me.


The Hidden Costs of Living Too High for Too Long

Sustained hypomania may look like success on the outside, but inside it chips away at emotional and physical health. Irritability, impulsive spending, risky decisions, and strained relationships often followed my “best days.” My body, constantly running hot, eventually gave out with crushing fatigue.

The truth is that hypomania rarely stays contained. For many with bipolar disorder, it is the precursor to mania, psychosis, or depressive collapse. What feels like endless possibility can lead to burnout, hospitalization, or starting over from rock bottom. Learning this pattern in myself was both devastating and liberating.


Reclaiming Balance Without Losing Yourself

Letting go of chronic hypomania didn’t mean losing my essence, it meant reclaiming it. Through mood tracking, therapy, and radical honesty, I began to distinguish between my personality and my illness. Medication and treatment no longer felt like joy-killers but as tools of protection, allowing me to build a life I could sustain.

I also had to learn to love calm. At first, stillness felt foreign, even frightening. Without constant motion, who was I? Slowly, I began to see clarity in the quiet. Creativity that wasn’t chaotic, joy that wasn’t fragile. My wellness plan now includes consistent sleep, journaling, structured routines, and boundaries that protect me from spiraling too high.


Final Thought: You Deserve to Feel Good—Just Not at the Cost of Yourself

For so long, I equated my “highs” with my worth. But I’ve learned that stability isn’t boring, it’s sustainable. Hypomania may feel like home, but it is a house built on fragile ground. My real home is in balance, where both the electric and the quiet versions of myself are loved.

To my readers: Who are you when you are not producing, performing, or powering through? Can you honour that version of yourself too?

Monday, September 15, 2025

Managing the Highs: How to Navigate Hypomania with Bipolar Disorder

 

Managing the Highs: How to Navigate Hypomania with Bipolar Disorder

Riding the Wave Without Getting Pulled Under

I once signed up for three credit cards in a single day. When they arrived, I rushed to the mall and spent each balance in under three hours. At the time, every purchase felt like a need with purpose but it was hypomania.

Hypomania can feel seductive. It creates the illusion of power, freedom, and the “best version” of yourself. But if left unchecked, it can escalate into mania or even psychosis.

For me, hypomania often ends in manic-psychosis and hospitalization, with my care team working to bring me back to baseline. The truth is, during hypomania, I feel incredible, too incredible. My inhibitions vanish, boundaries dissolve, and everything moves at warp speed. Yet over time, I’ve learned to spot hypomanic episodes, manage symptoms, and stop them before real damage occurs.

This post shares grounded, compassionate strategies for managing hypomania with bipolar disorder and practical tools drawn from lived experience.


First Comes Awareness: Catching Hypomania Early

One of the most important skills in bipolar disorder management is recognizing hypomania symptoms early. This awareness comes from tracking your mood cycles with journals, sleep logs, or apps. Common cues include racing thoughts, decreased sleep, irritability, impulsivity, and excessive optimism.

For me, hypomania sometimes shows up as extreme fatigue rather than excess energy. My baseline is naturally high-energy, which makes early signs harder to detect. After back-to-back trips to the Caribbean and New York City, I unexpectedly crashed, sleeping for days. What looked like exhaustion was actually hypomania.

Even when you know your bipolar cycle, stress, travel, or disrupted sleep can shift how symptoms appear. That’s why reflection before, during, and after episodes is so valuable. Creating a personal “Red Zone Hypomania List”, a set of your own early warning signs that can help you and your support team recognize patterns and intervene sooner.


Grounding Practices That Gently Slow You Down

When hypomania enters your cycle, you can either ride the wave or learn to calm the waters. I used to let it sweep me away, but I’ve since discovered that grounding can slow the spiral.

Some practices that help me include:

  • Sensory grounding: submerging my face in cold water, using weighted blankets, or aromatherapy.

  • Movement and breath: gentle yoga, box breathing, belly breathing, or guided body scans.

  • Stillness rituals: light therapy, meditation music, or intentional solitude that often leads to restorative sleep.

These tools may not erase hypomania, but they create space for rest and regulation.


Structuring Your Day to Reduce Overstimulation

Hypomania often thrives on overstimulation. Building predictable structure and routines can make a significant difference.

  • Keep a consistent sleep schedule, even when you feel energized.

  • Schedule downtime during busy events like weddings or conferences.

  • Limit caffeine, reduce screen time, and avoid noisy environments before bed.

Structure, routine, and healthy habits are essential to maintaining emotional stability when managing bipolar disorder.


Knowing When and How to Reach Out

Even with the best coping strategies, there are times you need support. Having a trusted network including family, friends, peers, or professionals can be life-saving.

My father often spots pressured speech before I do. My Grama Judie, who helps manage my finances, notices when I hyper-spend. They give me space to self-correct, but step in if needed, following my crisis plan and communicating with my psychiatrist.

Over the years, I’ve built a bipolar crisis plan with questions my support team feels comfortable asking me, such as:

  • “When was the last time you slept?”

  • “Have you been taking your medication?”

These may sound invasive, but with trust, they become vital tools for early intervention.


Protecting Yourself from Hypomanic Impulses

Impulsivity is one of the most challenging parts of bipolar disorder. Protecting yourself means creating safeguards before hypomania hits.

Some strategies I use:

  • Safe spending rules: delay big purchases, freeze access to credit, or hand over cards to someone I trust.

  • Pause big decisions: whether about relationships, travel, or quitting a job, I place them on a 72-hour hold.

  • Create a “pause kit”: grounding tools and notes from my baseline self.

  • The buddy system: an accountability partner who isn’t afraid to tell me the truth.

These systems reduce the damage impulsivity can cause and keep me aligned with my long-term healing.


Final Thoughts: You Are Not the Choices You Make in Hypomania

Hypomanic impulses will come, but they don’t define you. Some are minor, others life-altering, yet none erase your worth. Hypomania is a symptom of bipolar disorder, not your identity.

During episodes, energy, creativity, and passion accelerate. It can feel thrilling, but also unstable. Rather than fearing hypomania, I’ve learned to treat it as a signal, an invitation to slow down, set boundaries, and lean on the practices that protect my wellness.

Guilt and shame have no place here. What matters is building awareness, showing yourself compassion, and learning to navigate the highs with wisdom and care.

To my readers: What helps you recognize when hypomania is approaching? What boundaries keep you grounded when the wave begins to rise?


Saturday, August 30, 2025

Life Lessons Series: Be in your skin and fall in love with the feeling. - Onika L. Dainty

 

Life Lessons Series: Be in your skin and fall in love with the feeling. - Onika L. Dainty

Life Lesson #15

“Be in your skin and fall in love with the feeling.” — Onika L. Dainty


Learning to Live in My Skin

It took me nearly 42 years to embrace this lesson—and I’m still learning. Self-love and body acceptance don’t come easily when you’ve wrestled with body image issues most of your life. For over two decades, I’ve dealt with weight gain as a side effect of mood stabilizers and antipsychotic medication prescribed to manage Bipolar disorder. Even before my diagnosis, my self-esteem was fragile. I wore a mask of confidence—intelligent, funny, charismatic, and beautiful—but underneath, I was struggling.

From childhood, food became my battleground. At first, I starved myself, skipping meals for days at a time until my grade six teacher reported it to my mother. As a nurse, she adjusted her night shifts to watch me eat. But that surveillance pushed me into binging and purging, giving me a false sense of control while my mind unraveled.


Trauma, Diagnosis, and Body Image

By my teens, depression and anxiety consumed me. At 14, a brutal assault deepened my mental chaos and reinforced my eating disorder as a form of punishment. My body felt like both the scene of the crime and the enemy. Into my twenties and early thirties, those patterns stayed with me, compounded when I was diagnosed with Bipolar I disorder at 24. Medication stabilized my mind but made me feel trapped in a body I no longer recognized.

It wasn’t until homelessness, repeated hospitalizations, and addiction forced me into long-term care that I realized how deeply connected my body image and mental health had always been. My psychotherapist helped me see that sexual trauma often distorts one’s relationship with the body—leading to cycles of self-punishment that only break with forgiveness, compassion, and healing.


Writing an Apology to My Body

After a pivotal therapy session, I sat down and wrote an apology letter to my body. I apologized for starving it, for purging, for smoking marijuana until my lips and fingers bore the scars, for binging as a side effect of medication. I promised to let go of shame and guilt and instead honour my body with care, nourishment, and respect.

That was the turning point.


Redefining Self-Love and Acceptance

Nearly a decade later, I’ve kept that promise. I haven’t binged, purged, or starved myself. I’ve been sober for almost two years. I eat to nourish, not punish, and I’ve incorporated fitness into my life—not as penance, but as a way to feel strong and alive.

Yes, my weight still fluctuates. But instead of spiralling into self-loathing, I now meet those moments with grace, self-compassion, and resilience. I remind myself: I only get one body in this lifetime, and it deserves love in every season.

My body has survived trauma, illness, and recovery. It carries my creativity, my laughter, and my strength. And no matter its shape or size, it is mine. Today, I celebrate it—not as a project to be perfected, but as a partner in my healing journey.


Final Thought

Being in my skin and falling in love with the feeling isn’t about flawless self-confidence. It’s about daily forgiveness, compassion, and choosing to honour the body I once punished.

Self-love is not a destination—it’s a practice. And every day I continue this practice, I reclaim more of myself.


To my readers: How do you practice self-love when your body doesn’t look or feel the way you want it to?