My life was a nightmare. It has become clear that I have been bipolar since I was a small child, so I never knew "normal" and simply thought everyone else felt the same way as me and were just able to handle it better. I knew I was "wrong" but I didn't know how to make myself "right", so eventually I just learned to accept that I was a bad person who deserved to be yelled at by my parents, and bullied by peers for being the way I was. I deserved to be depressed and hate myself after screaming at people in public and generally just being a raging troll for several days at a time. I didn't understand my own behaviour. I didn't understand my moods or my feelings. Nothing made sense.

How is your life different after receiving your diagnosis?