I never understood why I would one minute be unbelievably happy and the next minute be crying for no apparent reason..
It all started on a Monday after school, which is another reason life had been unbearable. No matter where I went I was the school whore..or at least the freshman whore. But back to that Monday night, my cousin who’s also my best friend was over spending the night. We were picking out clothes to wear for the next day at school. Then my mom came home, she was obviously stressed and started yelling at me. Next thing I know we’re screaming bloody murder inches from each others faces. So I ran into the bathroom balling my eyes out and basically ate the whole medicine cabinet. I guess it was everything piling up for so long. So my mom called poison control and took me to the ER I was there for about 5hrs. Then they transferred me to a mental hospital because I needed help..I didn’t want the help but I knew I needed it. I stayed there for a week and learned so much. I got diagnosed with Bi Polar Type 2. I take meds now and am going to be going to therapy soon. I just want to say that if you feel like you have no where to turn tell someone. Because if it wasn’t for my mom I’d be dead. And no matter what anyone says people DO CARE.
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Hey now you know what it is you can move forward..it took 20 something years and 13 overdoses for me to get diagnosed bpd1 there are some arguements as to which is worse 1 or 2 unless you have one of them you dont qualify to argue..lol i hope things get better for you and im glad you didnt suffer for years to be sorted hope you find meds that work its taken me years but in the last four months ive finally found the magic mix that i can feel normal on good luck:-)