“The secret of life, though, is to fall seven times and to get up eight times.” — Paulo Coelho It has been a long and arduous decade since my first diagnosis of bipolar disorder, and I still haven’t found myself.
Right before my diagnosis, I was in college, involved in a lot of activities, and was part of a cohort of students working toward a graduate degree.
I felt things were great and thought I was achieving what I wanted in life, but my colleagues, teachers, and doctors popped that bubble for me when they expressed their concern for my health.
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