First Entry

I found out I’m bipolar three months ago.

Even typing that still feels… new.

Not shocking, a bit confusing, embarrassing—just new. Like something I’m still trying to understand while also living my regular life at the same time.

Because nothing pauses when you get diagnosed.

You still have to go to work.  Which I don’t.
Still have bills.  That are unpaid.
Still have responsibilities.  That don’t stop!

But now, there’s this extra layer of awareness. Yay me.

For me, it’s been a a whirlwind. Some times I feel clarity—like “okay, this explains a lot.” And other moments feel like… now what?