Hi. I guess the best place to start is that I was diagnosed BP 5 years ago and doing really well, or so I thought. about
2 weeks ago, I went into a huge manic and had a med breakthrough. Needless to say, I'm a wreck. My go to person is now on anti-depressants, so she couldn't be there for me so my whole sense of stabilty is now gone. My mom is the only person who has taken the time to learn anything about
my illness and my day just got hit with my manic. My brothers bury their head in the sand and tell me not to burden them with my problem because "we all have problems." My family doesn't communicate at all. I'm not married, no children but I do have a great circle of friends. Thank God for that. But they don't know what it's like. I'm hoping that writing all this down here, I can find some circle that knows what it's like a mile in my shoes.