For the first time, I felt hopeful. It was only a slight bit of hope, but I could see light, a faint light, and realized that maybe I could get through this with help.
The beauty in my mother’s story is that she continues to have a positive impact on people’s lives because her experience continues to resonate with many.
Finding Healing and Self-Love While Living with Bipolar Disorder
I have come to understand the following: I need to lean on my support system. I am not on this journey alone, and I don’t need to try to manage this disorder by myself.