I have had BD symptoms since I can remember (5 or so) and my mom and step-dad just thought I was a moody/bad kid. My dad killed himself when I was 2 so I never knew him but from what I learn about him from others he also was Bipolar. My mom always thought I was making up things that I would try to explain to her just to get attention and such. I cryed out for help for years. Finally when I tryed to kill myself at 14 (the first time I was 10) a teacher helped me talk to someone and they told me I was probably bipolar. I did alot of research for years after that. I had my son at 17 and I moved out on my own so I finally saw pdocs and after years (and years) of different docs and meds and episodes, finally my mom will agree she missed something wrong with me as a child. My brother and sister have some of the same issues and it wasn't untill my sister (younger) needed to go on meds my mom finally woke up and thought hey maybe there are issues that need meds. I don't tell many people about what is wrong with me b/c it takes alot for me to trust someone. I also hate when I tell someone things and they brush them off like I'm overly dramatic. Thank God my husband is 100% understanding and supportive or I don't know where I'd be. Good luck and hang in there. You just worry about yourself and how you think/feel about you. No one else has to live with your problems/issues more than you do anyway