I’m done. And although there’s a sadness there, there’s an immense sense of relief.
I’m 34, and I’ve been fighting bipolar since I was 11. And it’s been a war, one I now know I’ve lost. I’m out of treatment options – been through therapy, been through pretty much every drug on the market, been through ECT and numerous other treatments. None of them have given me more than a year free of depression. And that year would be preceded by the gradual exit and then the gradual, inevitable decline. The latest one, I got 6 months out of it – and that was after 2 […]