Depression really puts a damper on life.

At the rate things are going with my life, I’m going to die a bitter old woman due to not finding her happiness in her career and personal life, with no family around her, and no penny to her name. It’s a really upsetting reality I’m facing, and I don’t know how to turn it around.

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I used to be afraid of growing old and bitter, but I found that as I adjusted to my new life with bipolar, there were rewards to be found as well as difficulties. Now that I'm retired, I have much more peace about the diagnosis. Dealing with people's prejudice against mental illness is another thing though... I've come to a place of acceptance (not approval).