Believe me, when I tell you bipolar disorder can absolutely feel like a punishment from God (or the universe, bad karma, etc.) It doesn’t even matter if you believe in any particular god; bipolar disorder can feel like a punishment nonetheless. But why does bipolar disorder feel like a punishment from God, and what can we do about it?
First off, let’s put my prejudices on the table. I am not religious. I do not believe in any particular god. I don’t think my life is controlled by outside forces, positive thoughts, karma, or crystals. I’m a pragmatic, logical sort of person. So, alas, if you’re looking for some sort of theological discussion here, you’ll be disappointed. (For the record, though, I do believe in things I don’t understand, including things more powerful than me.) However, I have spent a lot of time thinking about this because if having a debilitating, possibly fatal illness doesn’t make you think about higher powers, nothing will. And even though I don’t believe in a god, that doesn’t stop bipolar from feeling like a punishment beset on me, regardless.
Why Bipolar Disorder Feels Like a Punishment from God
It varies from person to person, but many people, including me, find bipolar disorder to be extremely disabling and debilitating every single day. Some people, including me, find it extremely painful. Some people, including me, would give anything to be rid of it.
Because of all this, often lifelong suffering, it is natural to wonder why you have bipolar disorder. It feels like it’s your fault. It feels like you did something wrong. It feels like you did something to deserve it. Even if your rational self knows these things aren’t true, they can sure the heck feel true at various points in your illness. And it’s not much of a leap to go from “it’s my fault somehow” to “God is punishing me.” It doesn’t matter if you don’t know what you’re being punished for or if you think you know of a reason, bipolar feels so all-encompassing that it feels like God is the only one who could control it, or, indeed, give it to you.
And just to add insult to injury, people will actually tell you that bipolar is a punishment from god or that you’re suffering because you do not believe enough or in the right god. (The comments section of this website proves this point often enough.)
Bipolar Disorder Is Not a Punishment from God
But bipolar disorder is not a punishment from God. I am not a theological scholar. I do know that God did a lot of smiting in the Big Book, however, and that does seem to lend itself to the idea that if he didn’t like you, he could give you an illness — mental or otherwise.
But here’s the thing — bipolar disorder is medical. Bipolar disorder is even primarily genetic. If you look up your family line, you’re almost sure to find it. Bipolar disorder strikes people indiscriminately. Bipolar disorder strikes rich people, poor people, good people, bad people, and everyone in between. There is no pattern. There is no evidence that bipolar disorder is a result of God. There is only evidence that bipolar disorder is medical — like thousands of other medical illnesses. God doesn’t give you the flu, and he doesn’t give you bipolar disorder, either.
And if you just stop to think about it, there is no reason for God to give you bipolar disorder. There is nothing you could have done to provoke that. There is nothing that makes anyone deserve a lifelong, possibly fatal, illness. No one deserves bipolar disorder. Bipolar disorder is not your fault.
Feeling Like Bipolar Disorder Is a Punishment from God Is Self-Stigma
I suspect that the idea that you’re being punished by god is merely a form of internalized stigma. Self-stigma, after all, is something that most of us battle with from time to time. It could also be an over-belief in old testament religion (if you ask me).
Regardless, though, this belief doesn’t serve a person. It basically relinquishes power and focuses one’s thoughts on religious ideas instead of coping skills that have been shown to effectively help with bipolar disorder. I’m not suggesting prayer, for example, be omitted from one’s life if that’s your thing; I am, however, suggesting there are methods of dealing with bipolar disorder that are far more effective and should always be used in addition. Because in the end, it doesn’t matter why you have bipolar disorder; it only matters that you do. It only matters how you handle the hand you’ve been played. It’s a sucky one, yes, but it’s still doable. God didn’t give you the joker, and he can’t take it away, either.
I feel like the odd man out, but I don’t think of bipolar as a punishment. It actually makes me feel special. Perhaps that is something to bring up to my therapist, as that perspective seems to be the opposite of rational thinking. It could be that I have viewed and found comforting the youtube video/Tedtalk by Eleanor Longden “The Voices in My Head,” in which she talks about her journey from hearing voices that terrorized her to learning to embrace their psychological meaning in the form of unresolved parts of the self. I know, Natasha, that you’ve mentioned before that bipolar is on a continuum, and that made me feel so much better, because I was feeling guilty/questioning my diagnosis because I have never been hospitalized. I have however been suicidal, heard voices, and had hallucinations. In any case, I do wonder what is going on with me psychologically that it makes me feel special.
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I often feel my schizoaffective disorder is a punishment from God. A priest at the church I go to said last Sunday that believing God is punishing you with your illness creates a barrier between you and God. That and your other writing on this have made me feel better about that.
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I haven’t been on the blog for a while. but this topic caught my attention.
Im a Christian and have been for longer than my bipolar diagnoses 21 years ago. People who have their so-called act together and do not have any depilating health issues dont have as much of a need for God. They can depend on their own capabilities. We who struggle with mental illness do not have that luxury. Im reminded of a scripture verse that says…. “My strength is made perfect in your weakness”, I’ve seen time and time again, how God has made up for my lack. I think I recognize it because of my illness. Not that I would call my illness some kind of curse or blessing from God. But I think my faith is more alive because of it
Thanks for another great blog post. It’s never fun putting up with someone that says shit like, “This is why God hasn’t healed you.” They always imply that it’s our fault. I’m like you in that I’m also pretty much an atheist at this point.
I completely understand and have an identical opinion. What’s worse is, it was my own biological psychotic mother. Whom I firmly believe has some sort of serious mental illness herself. I was diagnosed early in age but spent 15 years denying it. After a horrible manic episode that lasted about 2 years if I’m being honest and resulted in a hospitalization I discovered I needed help. I’m addition to phasing out pretty much all of my biological family. I’m not saying I’m better for doing this. But when all you hear every time someone visits is that IM MAKING MYSELF THIS WAY or THAT IM MALING IT UP FOR ATTENTION or that because I believe in an alternative belief system, THE ONE TRUE GOD CURSED ME WITH THIS. Sometimes it feels like it’s best to live in isolation cuz it’s less painful and emotionally exhausting feeling with others comments or opinions.
I so enjoy your blog and just recommended my therapist to subscribe. I agree it does feel like punishment most days, but I don’t have a victim mentality…I just get on with my day. With white knuckles most of the time…I’m in my third month of a meds change and feel like I just got my life back after eight years of subpar thinking. I thank you for your words very much!
Hi Judy, you’re very welcome; I’m happy to have helped.
I’m so glad a med change is working for you. I know what a breath of life that can be.
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