I am a mother of three, a grand-mother, an inventor, an author, an artist, and bipolar. I was not diagnosed until the age of 48 after having left a path of destruction and suffered the loss of much of what I believed to be true about myself. Depression is an unrelenting adversary. Joy comes in glimpses. Gratitude for those who have been there, profound.
I write to thank you for stepping into the light and bringing the rest of us with you.