I was diagnosed with bipolar and it seems it has become a curse in the way my immediate family treat me. I was almost sexaully assaulted and when I relayed the story they ask me if I took my meds, they even admitted me to the hospital and made up numerous stories. During an emotional low because of the incident they forced me to quit a lucrative job-first time ever gave up a job. And like usual they all abandoned me after.
I feel insulted that anytime I show emotions I am asked about my medication. I sometimes question being bipolar because 2 doctors say I aein't and 2 says I am. I was screamed at and totally mistreated by so called family. I can't grief the loss of my job, friends (had to relocate to me closer to them.) Left home at 16yrs. In late 20's. My brother ran up a 2000 charge on my credit card.
I have decided to totally detach myself from them and I regret the day I ever mentioned anything to them. I am going back to the area that I relocated from and have to stay in a shelter and find a job all over again. I feel so low that I know when I cross the border I would not answer any of their calls. They took my life and made a circus out of it and I allowed it.