you're right... there is no cure. and for me it just keeps getting worse, and meds and therapy combined do next to nothing to treat it. I still do the same crazy ****, have the same crazy thoughts over and over and over. now even when I'm stable the thought that someday I'll be dead, whether its by my hand or natural causes, is comforting. its comforting to know that this will end when I die. and that's the only way it stops... death.

sorry to be so grim, but my personal story of living with bipolar is a god damn nightmare. I live in hell more often than not, and I do everything I can to help myself, nothing seems to even come close to taking care of it.