Oh, my goodness. Classic BP2 here.

My mom was diagnosed as BP1 when I was 12. Had to be tied down and evacuated. Not that anyone I the family would tell me what was going on at the time. They just shipped me off.

Dad was undiagnosed BP2 in my opinion, but he covered it by self- medication with alcohol. He's not with us anymore.

Other traces?

Great-great grandfather did time in San Quentin for murder. Didn't like how much his neighbour's dog barked.

Maternal grandfather had to be incarcerated in state mental hospital for undiagnosed mental instability for years.

Paternal family line is subject to epilepsy, depression, and suicide.