Bipolar stole a great deal from me---I lost my career, my home, and much of my dignity before I hit bottom. It's been four years, and the good thing is there was no place to go but up; now I am much wiser and reasonably content with my lot in life. Yes, I miss the old days sometimes, especially when my husband was alive, but I've accepted the fact that that part of my life is over and I have to figure out a way to move on.