Hi All
I've been here for a while. Stop in then head off for a while. I am a male, BP2 (which is unusual for a male). I live in Okla.
I exhibited syptoms back to my late teens. I lived in a very small town, (pop. was 840, my graduating class was 17). People always thought I was a little wild. I have mentioned this before, parties were actually cancelled if I could not attend.
When I was eight, my dad was murdered in the front yard by a neighbor over a fence dispute. I believe my mom was undiagnosed BP. She had a very hard time dealing with my dad's death. We moved around quite a bit, mom had an endless supply of men. Most of them were useless. A few were okay. My mom died when I was 16 and my sister was 13.
My sister and I went to live with a man that knew my dad. He had a trailer on his property we stayed in. We would look after his cattle and horses to pay for the rent and such. Life was good then. I married my high school sweetheart, we're still very much in love after 27 years. My sister died of an overdose when she was 20.
When I hit 38 and had lost another of my many jobs and had yet another run in with the law, I was sent to the hospital instead of jail and diagnosed as adhd. I was given Wellbutrin XL which sent me into a very bad depression, I had to go to the psych ward for an extended stay. There, I was diagnosed BP2 with rapid cycles. Had a very bad time finding a good mix to settle me down. Spent alot of time at the hospital, I called in my room at the inn.
My wife and I had a small ranch. Even though it was small, I got to where I could not handle it. So we sold out at a huge loss and moved to the big city. My wife works as a nurse and I mow lawns. But it is no stress and suits me well.
This is such a downer. I usually come to this board when I'm crawling into a hypo. But as you can probably tell, I'm in a serious pity party right now. Stick around, I'll be back to my usuall self soon then I will be alot more fun.
Cap