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According to statistics the first episode usually occurs up to the age of 25. (National Institute of Mental Health, USA). And each 1 in 100 persons is bipolar. (irsiluma.It)

My first meeting with the disease was at the age of 23. I had fallen in love with an intelligent man but he was not free. So I was only an affair for him and naturally things had to end. But his partner found out and spoke to one of my parents. She did not ask me how I felt. Nor did she take my side. And soon the events escalated so much that I decided and tried to commit a suicide. Luckily, as it was mainly a cry for help, I had chosen pills and alcohol for my attempt. And so they found me on time and saved me. I will always be grateful to my dad for he was the man who found me. So before I knew what Mania is I was facing a Depressive episode. Horrible time, the emergency unit had to report the attempt and after my initial treatment I had to be treated for my mental problem.

I do not hate anyone for the way they reacted. I spent 40 days in a psychiatric ward and then the veil was lifted, exactly on the 40th day. I felt light, good again and I learned the hard way that there is a way out of a depression. I am now almost 50. So for the time span of 27 years living with the disease I can say that I had more Depressive episodes and only 3 Mania ones. In one of the sites I have given in the beginning of the book they say that patients experience more often depressive episodes, and that manic ones can be mild, and then they are called hypo-manic.

But during these 40 days I remember 2 things. I asked for a Bible – the version for children with wonderful pictures. And there I draw a line for every day spent inside. The second amazing thing was that Mum came to visit me every day after work. How she managed to go to work and how she got a permission to enter every day at about 5.30 I never dared to ask. But I love her dearly for being there for me every day. The other members of my family visited also when it was allowed.

Anyway, after this depression I found reasons to live, I had to finish my education and that’s what I did. I pulled myself together and studied and passed my exams and I nearly finished with flying colors. I got a diploma in English – Master’s degree.

I was happy that I survived and got over this difficult moment in my life. And I only hoped no new episodes would come. Alas….