Everyone around you just wants the best for you. But the best isn’t always what’s in store for us folks with bipolar disorder.
As summer comes to a close, if I had to describe my current mood, I would say I am partly cloudy with a chance of rain. I am on the verge of a seasonal sadness brought on by the end of summer, my favorite time of year.
But you wouldn’t know it based on interacting with me. I shield myself. If I dissect my Facebook feed, I see everyone putting their best self forward — sweet new digs, fabulous weekend getaways, cool gigs at popular magazines or movie sets.Read more on themighty.com