Bipolar Disorder: I never finish what I started because I lose interest. At first, something seems brilliant but it soon fades. Same thing with my relationships. My friends disappear. My boyfriends go away. I know I will die alone. I know I will never have children. I know I will never get married. For me, Bipolar Disorder has robbed me of living a normal life. Sure, many of you have gotten married, have had children, will not die alone. But for me, as you've asked, BP has made me a mental invalid. As for the medications I take to curb the effects of this disorder, they all suck. They do no good except make me feel like I am somewhat in control of this wretched disease. I take them because if I don't, my parents would freak. And I live with them. How pathetic is that? I'm 34 and I have no place to call my own. I drive their car and eat their food. I am a grown woman and I can't even support myself.
Bipolar Disorder is a slow death.
Written October 13, 2002

