It was a little upsetting when my psychiatrist decided to set my appointment in two months instead of one. I’ve been seeing her monthly. She is supportive; that helps.

My therapist, I have to see weekly. That helps.

It is hard to see my college-age daughter as a support person. She is someone I take care of. When I was manic and needed help, she just distanced herself and wouldn’t help with medical issues.

I’ve never had any support from any boyfriend/husband. When I was young, I used to imagine that someone would love me and this would be healing. I was wrong. I’ve never had anyone that offered me any comfort when I needed it. Never.

I am done with boyfriends. I’ll never get married again. I think it’s me. I’m too much to deal with, and I’m attracted to men that can’t give me what I need.