Sometimes, well, most of the time, honesty.... I'm at the end of my rope. As a teenager I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder. My last pregnancy wasn't this bad, but a lot in my life and within me personally has changed. This is supposed to be a happy time. Yet,I am overwhelmed with my sadness, tears, and suicidal thoughts. I have begun to hallucinnate and lose myself in my thoughts. I often forget where I am, or what the date is....am I truly as alone as I feel? Help me....