I was diagnosed in 1983 at age 17 with manic-depression. The diagnosis was changed to bipolar ll disorder in my mid-30s.
There are many good blogs about bipolar disorder and I don’t wish to reiterate other view points but having bipolar for virtually my entire life, I’ve manifested the worst symptoms of the disease: hypomania, depression, and an overwhelming sense of hopelessness and self-hatred beginning with my first suicide attempt at 13. But the highs of my hypomania made my life bright, beautiful, joyful, and worth living.
Bipolar is a profound experience and here’s where I share my ongoing sometimes interesting, sometimes boring story of living with a bipolar disorder and finding balance.