My sister and I are total opposite people. I'm more quiet, kind and reserved and she is more abrasive, mean and a very narcissistic person.

We never really got along and when my symptoms would show their ugly head she never wanted anything to do with me.

She told me that my whole family knows I'm sick and they walk around in silence around me because I'm nothing but a sick, twisted, bipolar B****

Those words keep ruminating in my head and I cry every time I think of it. I feel so heavyhearted by those hurtful words.

Everybody is intimidated by my sister that if they go against her they will feel her wrath so they all cut me out of their life also. She has even turned my own daughter against me. The last conversation I had with my daughter was her screaming at me telling me, "you have bipolar" and then she hung up.
Why is having Bipolar such a curse to have. It's an illness. I've done nothing to anyone nor have I ever hurt anyone to deserve this treatment from them.

If I had an ill family member I would be there and support them and help them as much as I could. I could never treat my family the way I'm being treated.

My heart is shattered