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🕑 Added 2024-01-08 04:30:32 +0000 UTC
Part 6 - The final part
After about a month of this kind of life, I realized that it was impossible to live like this. I started looking for a doctor on the Internet myself, because I knew for sure that something was wrong with me. I managed to find a good psychiatrist. After passing several psychological tests, he said, "I have every reason to believe that you have bipolar disorder." I told him about the adventure that had happened to me. The doctor explained to me that this was the manic stage of my disorder and that all I needed was to choose the right drugs. When I came home with a certificate and prescriptions for medicines, I was again overcome by hysteria. I cried because no one believed me, it seemed to me that I was betrayed. I cried because I found out that I have a mental disorder. I cried because I was afraid to be treated. I cried because I wasted a whole year of my life until I could figure out what was happening to me. I cried until I felt all the negativity come out of me. It was like I was zeroed out.
The next morning, I bought the necessary medicines, informed my family about my diagnosis, shaming them for not believing me. I left the anonymous addicts group. I started treatment. The condition began to improve every day. My life has become normal and even more than normal.
In August 2023, I stopped taking pills. The doctor said I don't need it anymore. Yes, sometimes I get depressed or euphoric, but at a very low level. It looks like a typical PMS for any girl. And the most important thing is that I am aware of my condition and no longer do stupid things. I've learned to live with it and enjoy every day. But the feeling of resentment still wakes up in me sometimes. After all, if at least someone had believed me then, I could have sorted myself out much earlier.
