My best accomplish, living with bipolar two disorder comes from accepting my mental illness because it tells me who I am right now and I am in peace with that.
I am not mad with the world for that happen to me, no blaming others or my illness for what I am did, and no numbing my felling to be more comfortable.
Acceptance is my big accomplishment
because it made me free of what others think of me and my condition.
It made realize that I can be happy without looking for others approval.
When I am taking responsibility of my life, the stigma of mental heath becomes powerless.
My actions are reflections of accepting my realty. Who I am and what I do finally makes sense.