To be honest, I've lived a charmed life. I'm very optimistic and trusting in the goodness of people. I see this is a protection. I'm capable of being disruptive, and I can't always help it. Sometimes the best thing I can do is not be around people, even if it's for a 15 minute walk.

The benefits director has really stepped up. I can tell that she hasn't had a case like this and she is doing her due diligence to make sure it is done right...and try to make me feel comfortable in her own rattled way. I seem to be the first bipolar person she's ever been face-to-face with. She is trying to be cheery and nonchalant the best she can, but she's so nervous, bless her heart (as we say in the south). I appreciate the effort so much, though. She has been discreet and has spoken to my direct supervisor about my accommodations which he supports as long as I communicate with him.