I didn't even know what it was, when I was told I had it. I went to the pdoc on the urging of my T. Later, she and I talked, and I could see in retrospect all the times in my life that I had had the highs and the lows. I knew I switched moods, I had felt them switch for many years, I just didn't have a name for it and didn't think much about it until it became severe my 1st year in college.
On medication now, I have not had a manic episode in over 10 years. Depression I still fight daily, but that is a matter of getting my meds straight.
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That which does not kill me makes me stronger.
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