I regret many things, not the least of which is the fact that I was always angry when my kids were small, and so I couldn't enjoy them nearly as much as I wanted to. I wish I could have a do-over but of course I can't. Over the past few years, I have been beating myself up over this, and having a hard time distinguishing the "real" me from the disease. My therapist has been helping me realize that my bad choices were uncharacteristic and probably due to the bipolar. But I'm very careful not to use that an an excuse in my relationships with others.