10 Celebs Suffering with Mental Illness

10 Celebs Suffering with Mental Illness


These are the top 10 celebrities you may not have known that suffer with mental illness.


In the 1990's, Jolie had dealt with suicidal and homicidal ideations. She sought help and was then diagnosed with Presumptive Borderline Personality Disorder.


Zeta Jones was checked into a mental health facility and was diagnosed with Bipolar II in 2011 and also sought help in 2013.


Mel Gibson had dealt with depression during the making of one of his films in 2011. Although depression is a very common mental disorder, it is still a serious one and should not be taken lightly.


Carrie is most well known for the Star Wars franchise, but she has been suffering with bipolar disorder for awhile and even mentioned it in her book "Wishfull Drinking".


When Paula was 19 her father had passed away. Soon after she started having regular panic attacks which then turned into a 20 year long agoraphobia.


Kidder had been in the Hollywood scene for years before she was diagnosed with manic depression and paranoia. This was after Kidder was seen wondering around residential areas and living on the streets. She went missing for days in 1996 until police found her and checked her into a psychiatric facility. Since then she has continued her career and uses alternative treatments to drugs such as acupuncture.


Remember seeing Bynes in the tabloids not too long ago? Amanda had started spinning out of control because she hadn't yet been diagnosed with schizophrenia and bipolar disorder. After almost burning down her neighbors home, she then spent four months in a mental health facility where she was properly diagnosed and treated. Once Amanda feels better she plans to return to her acting career.


Van Damme began struggling with mental illness when he was a teenager. In his teens he suffered with depression. Later in life he decided to do things that made him happy, which was karate. At that time he struggled with a cocaine addiction which later lead to him being diagnosed with cycling bipolar disorder after he was contemplating suicide.


When Drew was just 14 years old she was already in drug rehab. Drew had been suffering from drug and alcohol abuse during her early years. Later in life she was diagnosed with bipolar disorder. However, Barrymore has refused all medication to treat her condition.


in 2010, Demi was checked into a facility to deal with her bulimia, cutting, and bipolar disorder. Lovato stated that she had no idea she was bipolar. She said that she would feel like she was able to accomplish anything and then would later fall into a deep depression. All of that could signal bipolar disorder.

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3 Reasons Why Step Dads Are Super Dads


I often hear a lot of people complaining about their step-parents and wondering why they think that they have any authority over them. Although I know that everyone has different situations, I will be the first to admit that I am beyond blessed to have a step dad. Yep, I said it. My life wouldn't be the same that it is not without him in it. Let me tell you why I think step dads are the greatest things since sliced bread.

1. They will do anything for you, literally.

My stepdad has done any and every thing for me. From when I was little until now. He was and still is my go-to. If I was hungry, he would get me food. If something was broken, he would fix it. If I wanted something, he would normally always find a way to get it. He didn't spoil me (just sometimes), but he would make sure that I was always taken care of.

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2. Life lessons.

Yup, the tough one. My stepdad has taught me things that I would have never figured out on my own. He has stood beside me through every mistake. He has been there to pick me up when I am down. My stepdad is like the book of knowledge: crazy hormonal teenage edition. Boy problems? He would probably make me feel better. He just always seemed to know what to say. I think that the most important lesson that I have learned from my stepdad is: to never give up. My stepdad has been through three cycles of leukemia. He is now in remission, yay!! But, I never heard him complain. I never heard him worry and I never saw him feeling sorry for himself. Through you, I found strength.

3. He loved me as his own.

The big one, the one that may seem impossible to some step parents. My stepdad is not actually my stepdad, but rather my dad. I will never have enough words to explain how grateful I am for this man, which is why I am attempting to write this right now. It takes a special kind of human to love another as if they are their own. There had never been times where I didn't think that my dad wouldn't be there for me. It was like I always knew he would be. He introduces me as his daughter, and he is my dad. I wouldn't have it any other way. You were able to show me what family is.

So, dad... thanks. Thanks for being you. Thanks for being awesome. Thanks for being strong. Thanks for loving me. Thanks for loving my mom. Thanks for giving me a wonderful little sister. Thanks for being someone that I can count on. Thanks for being my dad.

I love you!

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An Incurable Disease Doesn't Change The Love I Have For You

Because one day the one you love the most is fine and the next day they're not, it causes devastation you never truly recover from.


Loving someone with an incurable disease is the most emotionally straining thing I have ever experienced.

My significant other and I have been together for almost six years. During the summer of 2018, we all noticed the significant changes he was going through. He had lost around fifty pounds and had a lack of appetite. We had figured something was going on, however, we didn't realize it was anything serious.

Fast forward to the Fall semester of 2018. I had visited my boyfriend and we had expressed certain concerns, such as, through the night I would try and get him to stop uncontrollably itching his legs to the point of bleeding, or that he was looking a little yellow and was exhausted all the time. After seeing his sister in November, while I was at school, she pleaded with him to go to urgent care because he did not look good. He was yellow, exhausted, and very sickly looking. We didn't realize that the urgent care visit would be the precedent of the rest of our lives.

After coming home for Thanksgiving and spending a week straight in the hospital with him, it finally set in that something was not right. Between all the vomit, getting moved for testing, the weakness, the constant calling for medications because the pain was so severe, and the almost month-long stay in the hospital, it hit me full force that something was really wrong. Words will never truly describe the emotions I was feeling, or the burden of my thoughts that I felt were too selfish to pass on anyone, so I kept them to myself.

When we finally got the diagnosis, we were surprised. PSC, otherwise known as Primary Sclerosing Cholangitis, is an incurable liver disease that affects the bile ducts which become scarred and inflamed, more likely than not lead to cirrhosis and an inevitable transplant. There was no cure, rather the only solution was a liver transplant, and even then the disease can be recurring.

I was thinking selfishly. I was torn in two. What would our future look like? Could we have children? Could we ever do the things we used to?

Loving someone with an incurable disease is a mix of emotions. There is a constant fear in the back of my mind that he is going to wake up in intense pain and have to be rushed to the hospital. There is a constant fear of every time waiting for the bi-weekly blood test results to come back, in fear that his Bilirubin spiked again or he is undergoing a flare up and needs to be hospitalized. There is a constant anxiety that one day he's going to be fine, and the next day he won't be. Even the simple things, such as laying beside one another, was a constant fear I had, due to the pain he was in every day. What if I hit him in my sleep on accident? What if I accidentally hugged a little too tightly and caused him pain?

Loving someone with an incurable disease can be a fluctuation of emotions, however, he makes it worth it.


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