To my former self,
I will never be the same again. I will never be as carefree as I was once was nor as naive. I will never be the same free spirit that I once was. I will never again look at the world in quite the same way…and for once, this okay with me.
I’m not the same person I was before my Bipolar Diagnosis, before my suicide attempts, before the hospitalizations, before my treatment…before any of that. I’m a much stronger and wiser person now. I may not be carefree and naive of the Bipolar, but more aware and careful. I’m not that same free spirit, but a different one. I look at the world with a new purpose now.
Bipolar Disorder did not change me for the worse or for the better, but it did change me. The change was inevitable. I’m still me…perhaps a little wiser. I hope in the long run that my change is for the better, only time will tell. Everyday I am little stronger.
So, to my former self, I learned from you and for that I thank you. You went through many tumultuous times and still came out the other side. You are to be commended. You bare the battle wounds of a war that many know, yet no one can see. I will continue to fight.