When I first got diagnosed as being Bipolar, I really feared I was making it up. I went in circles trying to prove to myself that this was just a cleaver personal ruse to confuse people and make myself different. But then I started to become more comfortable with my diagnosis. After about a year, I decided it was time to tell some of my closest friends and own up to the issues I had. For me that was one of the best things I could have done. But yes, there are still days when I think I am making this up.

Dave.