I was just diagnosed a year ago at 41. Looking back, I see the pattern in my life-big time. No wonder I could never sleep-I was hypo. Also, I am feeling a lot of guilt over failed friendships and promiscuity. It has been hard...I feel like I am excavating scenes and relics from my past, dusting them off and looking at them through new eyes...the eyes of someone who is bi polar. Also wondering where my illness ends and my personality kicks in. Just try to be grateful everyday for my dear husband and two healthy happy daughters. Somehow I made a life for myself and that is something to be proud of. Thanks for listening/reading.