My father was bipolar and my mom has fibromyalgia. Neither knew at the time they decided to have kids. I'm the only one out of four children to be diagnosed with either (so far; who knows what might happen). I blame my mom for not listening when I say I'm in pain, for questioning whether I really have either of these disorders, and for making me feel like I'm a lazy person on the days my depression is so heavy I can't get up. I blame my dad for being an all-star jackhole. It's never crossed my mind to blame them for the brain chemistry that I was born with.