I read a post today that drove home alot of things. About being afraid of people not being able to understand and accept you for who you are. It really made me see things in a different perspective.

I have bipolar disorder. I've learned to accept the diagnosis I was given, and I've chose to deal with it in the healthiest and most positive way possible. I have good and bad days, just as everyone does, but I still look forward to every new day as being a new beginning. I try to stay healthy, see my bug doctor, take my medications. It doesn't define who I am, it is just a small but significant part. I'm not ashamed to tell anyone, it is their choice whether to accept or judge me. I want people to see that people with this disorder can still lead a full life, and can overcome challenges, just as they themselves do. And by and large, I feel acceptance and love. A tiny percentage still act as if what I have is catching, I choose to ignore those people who are small minded and ignorant.

I think that having this disorder has been a blessing in disguise. I am able to love more strongly, give more openly, be more accepting and strive to attain what others cannot. I have seen the mountains and the valleys, and have experienced some pretty dark places, but I am HERE.

LOL to you all, whether you are bipolar or not. We are all unique in our own special way.

Kelly