Everyone, including me, thought I was Bipolar II. Well, for two months, most of which I don't remember, I lost pretty much all of my friends, including my girlfriend, and, almost my apartment (a doctor came to my rescue). I'm Bipolar I.

It's so heartbreaking. I walk down the street and see people who I said hateful things to, and no one understands, except people who've been there. I don't remember what I said or did.

The worst part is I didn't know I was insane. I live alone. I wasn't on meds (they didn't think I needed them).

I need support. It hurts like hell. The girlfriend even more than the apartment. If you've been there, I could use, at least, an e-hug. I've got no one.

I'm not going to hurt myself. I'm just so so sad. BTW, just started Lithum two days ago. The racing thoughts are subsiding. I've been, well, not nuts. for two weeks. Thanks.

Friendly reminder. If you're Bipolar I, CANCEL your Facebook account.