I now know what hell is like.
For the last week, I've been there.
So, I've been having some health problems. I had a bunch of tests run earlier in the week, and thank God, nothing major is wrong.
I've been living away from home for 2 years now. My freshman year in college, I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder. I didn't tell my family because my mom flips over stuff like that. Well, i had to go back to my psychologist last week and he changed my meds. In order to get them, I had to call my mom to get some numbers for the insurance to cover them; meaning i had to tell her everything. Well, I didnt tell her that i'd known for so long. i acted like i just found out. I was right, and she flipped. She wanted me to get a second opinion and see my normal doctor at home, since he'd known me forever. We got all the blood work to make sure nothing was causing me to have the ups and downs ( like thyroid problems, diabetes, etc. ) all the tests came back negative. So, I talked to the doctor more - kinda like a mental evaluation of myself over the last 2 years. Turns out that I've been misdiagnosed and been taking dangerous levels of this medication for my age. The high dosage of the wrong medication is what was making things so much worse. Instead of being bipolar, I've been dealing with severe depression in the wrong ways for the last 2 years. So that's what's been wrong. Its so frustrating to think about how long it has taken me to accept the fact that I was bipolar...only for it to be non-existent. I'm probably going to make a new DA page seeing as how my username thing on here is amanicdepressive, and I am no longer considered one. Thanks so much for all the messages and thoughts

EDIT
I've decided to delete this account. I want everything to be fresh. Some of the more popular things I'm carrying over to the other account which is *retrodinosaur
I'm gonna delete this one tomorrow.
nite everyone