A Mask with no Face

It was only about one year ago when I was diagnosed with type II Bipolar disorder. However, I’ve had the symptoms for as long as I can remember! I am consistently reminded of all my childhood ‘outbursts,’ and I recall sitting in my room at the age of eleven tying a rope around my neck wanting to commit suicide. Everyone was quick to call me a drama queen, and write it all off as cravings for attention.
Attention was not what I wanted or needed, then or now. Dealing with Bipolar disorder is a chore that most the time seems impossible. When an individual is battling with Bipolar, they are battling a personal war that has been waged inside of them. It is like waking up in the morning and not knowing who you are going to be!
I really do enjoy being happy, and I like my life and love all the people in it. Nevertheless, depending on the day of the week that may not be how I’m feeling. As a sufferer of this disease, I have no control over my attitude, my emotions...