I am a girl like so many others with a troubled past. A past that sometimes is difficult to bear and impossible to speak of to others, even my spouse. Recently I spent a few months in and out of the hospital because I was suicidal, not once but twice.
My entire life I've had emotional issues. You could say that I've been on a roller coaster that I have come to call my existence. It goes up and down and the ups are just as extreme as the downs.
When I was young I was very much aware that something was wrong....something I couldn't fix on my own. No matter how much I prayed, this curse wouldn't go away. Yes, this last time was not my first embrace to suicidal thoughts as they have always been a part of me as long as I can remember. I begged to be seen by a doctor as a child but that would not occur until I became an adult. In tears I would come. It would be the beginning of a long journey, one I could not escape!
These are my confessions, experiences, opinions, and my life. I hope to give to others a sense of hope that I have so recently received. Although I have this illness (specifically Bipolar Type 1) I will not be held captive and I will never be defeated!