…will do you good. A simple phrase sung by Sheryl Crow that holds true, at least for my life. You see, I was down, depressed, and having an increasing number of episodes, which were less and less on the irritable manic side, but more and more on the severely depressive side.
I was at the point of wanting to kill myself. Friends and family didn’t want to deal with me anymore because of the severe depression, which made the depression worse. I was alone. I was going through a rough patch financially, and emotionally. Not only was my personal life taking a toll on me; but my surrounding environment was also. Any area heavily hit by the economic depression can do that to a healthy individual. I needed a change, and quick, before everything killed me.
Finally, I decided to up and move to another city, another state, where I knew nobody. And that’s what I did. All I can say is, I’ve never been happier. I’m getting my fresh start, and I’m surrounded by happy people who are successful. I feel like I’m on the right path to finally getting peace of mind and my disease under control. So far, nobody has freaked out at the notion that I’m bipolar, and I’ve even met a couple of people who are dealing with bipolar themselves. They too seem much happier than the non-depressed individuals back home.
So lets see where this road will take me…
