Living was easy in my early 20s, but times got dark pretty quickly for me. I displayed maladaptive behaviors that were self-destructive and reckless.
I felt life was intolerable and I could not find my footing. I suffered in silence as I toyed with ideas of ending my life, the fantasy of nonexistence filled my days.
It would be years until I received the news that would change the trajectory of my life: when I finally learned that I had bipolar disorder type II.Read more on themighty.com