My Bipolar Journey

It has been 2 1/2 years since the manic episode of summer / fall 2023. This is the manic episode that almost ruined my life. I lost everything – home, job, girlfriend, family, friends, and any sense of positive self esteem. After 3 weeks in jail and 4 months in a psychiatric ward, I was finally released. What am I to do? I had essentially given up but something inside of me said that I should keep on going. So I did. Slowly regaining the circle of family and friends that I had lost. Finding another on  air gig with two other possibilities. And just this week, moving into a new condo which I love as it has a view of the water (very peaceful), a heated inground pool and a gym. I’m so happy and believe that I deserve good things. And my confidence is back. The final piece of the puzzle was a lawsuit against me for $30,000 because when I was manic, I signed a lease for a 4 bedroom house, for one person. Thankfully we settled a much lower amount. So, in the words of a dear friend of mine, “he’s back”. The moral of the story is never, ever, ever give up.