I wasn't surprised. I knew I had a problem. I used to say "what's wrong with me" on a daily basis but I figured I could fix it on my own.

For me, it was a relief because I could start the rebuilding process. All I had to do was accept I wasn't "normal".

In truth, I knew very little if anything about BP and thought I was just a maniac with some sort of impulse control problem. I would always blame things on my wife, my job, society, you name it. All the while, it was me who was the source of my problems.