Re "Mentally ill don't always know they need help" (Robert David Jaffee, Monitor Opinion page, Jan. 3):

I admire people who tell their stories about being mentally ill. It makes me feel less isolated knowing there are others out there like myself.

In May 1992, I too had a psychotic break with reality and was led to travel around the country on a so-called mission and thought evil people were plotting against me. Three weeks later, my "adventure" ended badly, but in the end I cried out for help still wanting to live. After being hospitalized for a month and diagnosed as bi-polar, I was able to get back on my feet.

With medication and a support system (I attend Depression and Bipolar Support Alliance meetings at St. Paul's Church), I am also able to lead a productive and happy life, working full-time and living with a wonderful, supportive partner. I tell my story in hopes of relieving some of the stigma that surrounds mental illness.

SHELLY SECHREST

Concord