It’s been six months since I was last warded at the Institute of Mental Health which means I have been free of mania and depression for half a year. It feels good to be normal again, though normalcy cannot be taken for granted. Every day that I passed by without a symptom of bipolar disorder is embraced thankfully with gratitude to the Al-Mighty, Most Gracious, Most Merciful.
I have been challenged with Bipolar Disorder for 14 years and it has been a journey of highs and lows just like a rollercoaster ride. The episodes have been so dramatic that I feel that my life history has been defined by them rather than the periods of wellness. The past year was the most difficult year whereby I was admitted for most of the 10 months period. Each time I was discharged as I was back in for being high again. It was most frustrating for me and my loved ones to have me behind locked doors and at times tied up in bed for being loud and aggressive.
