My mom is supportive, the rest of my family just don't talk about it and pretend it's not there, except for when they are making fun of me, slyly and think I don't notice. Except for when they keep bringing up things I did 15 years ago before I was properly diagnosed and before I was on the right meds. Except for when they tell themselves that I am the only sick one in the family, because I got help and changed my life instead of wallowing in my disorders and acting "crazy" like they do. They just ignore the fact that they act like I do at times when I am ill. Where do they think I got it from if not from genetics?? It is easier for them to see me as the identified patient, even when the rest of them are falling apart. Anyways, I guess I am a little bitter about them. But hey, I have a great full time job, a great partner, and a great life in general. So I must be doing something right.
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Lauru-------------That's me, Bipolar and Watching TV
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
---Robert Frost
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