I am a 38 year old mother of one boy,his name is Dylan. I am married to a wonderful man.Couldnt ask for a better life. Have one big problem I call it (IT) my illness it comes and goes so much that i seem to always be fighting. Iam so sensitive that anything sets me off. I have been focused on this website to find people to chat with.who are like me. I wont give up cause I need people like me in my life.I need fighters and people who comply with there meds. We didnt ask for this illness but I feel we can cope well with it if we stick together,alsotake our meds. see our health care prof.
hI IM MOMMY08 iVE BEEN RESEARCHING THIS SITE FOR ABOUT A WEEK NOW.HAVE READ SOME OF WHATS GOING ON BUT,SPENT MORE TIME TRYING TO LEARN HOW TO USE A COMPUTER. iLL HAVE A PICTURE OF ME IN A COUPLE OF DAYS.MY FRIEND HAS TO PUT IT IN FOR ME. i AM BIPOLAR AND RIGHT NOW i FEEL SO DEPRESSED THAT I JUST WANT TO GIVE UP THE FIGHT. BUT I WONT BECAUSE IVE HAD IT LONG ENOUGH TO KNOW THAT THIS EPISODE IS ONLY TEMPORARY. i DONT THINK PROPERLY WHEN IT COMES.i CALL IT (IT) IM TAKING MY PILLS AS IM WRITING THIS,AND IN A FEW MINUTES I HOPE ILL FEEL BETTER AGAIN.HERES MY STORY I WAS RAISED WITH AN ALCOHOLIC FATHER,A VERY BIPOLAR MANIC MOTHER,AND WAS MOLESTED MORE TIMES THEN I CAN COUNT.CHILDHOOD WAS HORRIBLE FOR ME AND MY SIBLINGS. ALWAYS FEALT ALONE STAYED IN MY ROOM WHILE ALL THE FIGHTING WAS GOING ON AND WAS SCARED TO DEATH. MY PARENTS ALWAYS LOVED US KIDS THEY JUST DIDNT HAVE IT TOGETHER,SO WE HAD TO SUFFER AND SUFFER WE DID.YES THERE WAS ALOT OF GOOD TIMES TOO.CAMPING,CHRISTMAS ETC... KIDS JUST DO NOT FORGET THINGS.WE ALL GREW UP AND BECAME A BETTER FAMILY FOR THATS WHAT I THOUGHT. IM TRYING WITH EVERYTHING I HAVE NOT TO LET MY SON FEEL ANY OF THAT PAIN THAT I FEALT. BUT I HAVE WENT INTO THE HOSPITAL A FEW TIMES.AND ME AND MY HUSBAND HAD A FEW YEARS OF HARD TIMES. HE HAD A DRUG PROBLEM AND WE ALWAYS FOUGHT.I FEEL A TREMENDOUS AMOUNT OF GUILT BECAUSE MY SON IS SENSITIVE LIKE ME. AND HE HAD TO GO THROUGH WHAT HE DID.AM I DIDNT WANT MY BABY TO EVER HURT. THE FUNNY THING IS UNTIL THIS DAY MY MOM FEELS NO GUILT FOR MY PAIN AT ALL,SHES A YELLER SAYS VERY MEAN THINGS. AND I WAS ALWAYS STUCK WITH HER. MY SISTER AND BROTHER WENT INTO THE SERVICE,AND I FEALT ABANDONED.MY FATHER DIED JUNE 5TH 2007 OVERDOSED ON ALCOHOL AND ZANAX. MY MOTHER LIVES RIGHT NEXT DOOR WERE CLOSE BUT SO FAR AWAY. MY SIBLINGS DO NOT WANT ANYTHING TO DO WITH HER. GUYS I JUST WANT MY KID TO BE OK