Debunking the negative connotation surrounding one of the main traits of bipolar disorder.
Once more into the fray. Into the last good…
The first question I had in my first therapy session was, “what if I don’t like the new me?” The sunlight…
“Let’s perform an autopsy”
Said the psychiatrist in front of me
I choked and stammered, “but I’m alive”
“Well, this seems like a great time to die”
We see the man, outside in the street corner. Starting into nothingness. We think, he’s a homeless problem. Probably thinking of where he can steal from next. We judge them and we don’t know he suffers greatly from a mental illness not diagnosed or medicated.
