Every now and then I have another freak out about how I've got this BP gig for the rest of my life. I'm stable now so I shouldn't be complaining but I feel trapped by the life long meds, appointments, constant vigilance of moods.
I worry about the future - what if I relapse, what if I can't be a good mum and wife. What if I can't work again. What does a life with bp look like? Is it even worth going on?
Does anyone have any answers?
Do any of you feel the same?