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A cogent comment.
I often feel discouraged and resentful about having BD. I look at friends I've grown up with who have it all going for them...solid family life, nice cars, own homes in nice neighborhoods, good credit, and so on.
I do feel grateful for many aspects of my life. My kids are doing really well, I've traveled a lot.
All the same, I've been a slave to med side effects for almost all of my adult life. My "social life" is, basically, my pdoc and my therapist. They're who get most of my focus every week.
I have plenty of resentment about having a mental illness, also about growing up with too much suffering with my home life.
About all I can do is never give up hope for stability and peace of mind. I keep working toward them. I do recognize that because of my illness I see and hear some beautiful things, and feel life much more deeply in a way that neurotypicals don't. Maybe that's my trade-off for the nice house and the new car.
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