Hey fellas!
For those who know me here I've spoken before about my OCD experience and how I managed to get through it, not realizing that I shouldn't have been very happy with what is to come.
2 years ago I started having existential distress that comes and goes causing suicidal thoughts and depressed feelings. Some depressive episodes were long and severe and some mild and short lived with some hypomanic episodes. Being in a mood episode you don't recognize that it's the illness.
When you are having existential distress you fall into it not knowing it's the depression. It is!
You lose joy in everything and all sense of purpose and at some point a switch flips in your brain and you're back to normal, or your mood escalates into a feeling of euphoria and you can feel it in your body; this feeling of life rushing in your veins and and the fast pace in your body and the irritability and distractibility doing multiple things at once. You get convinced you are something big and can step over anything, with multiple ideas rushing through your head.
After few days you get back to normal or you crash into a suicidal state.
That's what bipolar disorder really is.
The problem with the depressive phase how it convinces you that suicide is the answer. All dark events and dark truths in life combined with your flaws and regrets combine with the fatigue and dysfunctionality destroying your life.
I wanted to tell my story and point of view outside the psychiatric definitions of DSM-5 and remember that many people suffering with bipolar disorder don't really know they have it and let me repeat that: It convinces you it's not there.