Have known most of my life something was not quite right with me but could never pinpoint it. Well it took a near divorce and a stay in a psych ward to finally seek help. After many test and a review of my medical history I was diagnosed with Bipolar II on July 11, 2008. It's scary to think I have it yet a huge relief to finally know what is wrong with me. Looking back it explains so many things from my past. The uncontrollable feelings of sadness and the destructive rages. The felling of being totally alone in a room full of people. In a twisted way it's nice to see I'm not alone in this.