Telling my story is part of a healing process for me. I want to help others who are afraid to accept their disorder. I went 10 years knowing that I had been diagnosed but only went to therapy for a month or two in between episodes.
Once I was feeling better I would ignore the signs of mania because that was my first love. Mania was like an addiction. I first started to see signs of my disorder on my honeymoon to Italy.
I maxed out every credit card we had shopping to the extent we had to call my mom for money to eat. I then took that money and spent our last 300.00 on Gucci shoes for our 10-month-old son.
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