Well, I fought if for two years. Thought I could handle it. Didn't take my diagnosis seriously two years ago (after my first and only hospitalization). But after some rough manic behavior the past few weeks I went to a therapist and begged her to find me a hospital that day, 10 hours later I was inpatient. It was rough at first, but 7 days later and heavily medicated, I am back home. I have a pretty good attitude although very exhausted as this is my second day home and of coarse they don't let you sleep very much in the hospital. I guess I am just writing to say, here I am. Accepting the fact that I will be on medicine for the rest of my life, I will need to go to therapy when I need it, I will need to be under a psychiatrist care at all times, and I have to take control of my own health. I have pushed everyone in my life away. I have a lot of apologies and relationships to try to mend. I wish there was a 12 step program for coming out of a severe manic state. Thank god my husband is a true saint. I don't know how he does it. So any suggestions on how to pick up the pieces and build a life when first accepting this diagnosis would be welcome. Thank you and have a great day everyone.