No, that sounds pretty familiar. I feel like I've been labeled as everything and taken every med in the book (except a handful of the antipsychotics). Now the theory is that I'm not really bipolar I or II or even borderline, but actually ADD. Yes, ADD. After this runaround, I'm with you on the diagnosis thing - call me whatever you want, just help me get things together.

But honestly, I'm starting to think that I'm not nearly as screwed-up as the many years of treatment have caused me to believe. I guess that might sound funny coming from someone who just got out of the hospital four weeks ago, but I think it was a misunderstanding which landed me there. I can probably attribute most of my recent drama and instability to the mere shock of what happened and the chaos that followed. As time passes and the dust settles, I feel increasingly at ease, even though the diagnosis and treatment plans are still changing.

I wish you well.