I do not really accept my bipolar disorder, but telling the psych about it implies that i do realize it.
In between hypomanias and euthymic periods. I have been fighting to appear happy during depressions. I do not want to be ill. Meeting the world with a smile gives me smiles back. Unfortunately. it is not always that I want to meet the world.
Anyhow, now I hope the meds will make life easier.