My life was stressful. Depression was crippling and hypo/mania caused me a great deal of trouble.

I would often cry and have suicidal ideation and I didn't understand why. That frustrated me quite a lot because I was looking for answers, but could not come up with any or find any.

When I was hypo or manic, I got a lot of work done. I didn't know about bipolar disorder at the time, so I was confused as to why I could be so efficient sometimes but so inefficient other times. So, I quickly became frustrated with myself when I couldn't get work done... because I knew I could get stuff done, but for some reason it just wasn't happening when I was stable or depressed, no matter how hard I'd try.

I lost a lot of friends along the way, and I'd say that was the most frustrating thing of all.