I love the passion and ambition that I experience especially when I'm on the manic end of things.

I love the bubbly, electric elation that washes over my body.

I like the insights into life that I have, even if other people call them "delusions". I've talked to dead people. I understand life better than most people my age. I wouldn't have these experiences if it wasn't for this "dangerous gift",

I like that I've felt the full force of my soul. In times of deep depression, when I am all out of hope, I've seen the light of my own soul shine, the beauty of my last shred of hope, the life force within me.

I like that I'm compassionate, as I've gone through hard times myself.

Wow, I never realized I liked being bipolar so much! Haha.