There is a fine line that we Bipolars walk in this world. Some people its between life and death, some say it is simply sanity and insanity, but I say its between embracing or not embracing the diagnosis. That, being said though, is much easier for one to say than do. There are so many things to take into consideration with the disorder. You absolutely must take your prescribed medication, and at the correct times as well. You have to balance your diet, and get plenty of rest. You also have to learn to eliminate the unneeded stress in your life. There also seems to be a similar tale of money woes throughout the diagnosed community. Whether its from spending too much money during a manic high, or not being able to work during the depressive lows, we seem to always be in a state of severe financial flux. I, personally, have been blessed with really wonderful parents who have the means to help steady most of my ups and downs. But what happens when you don't have people around you available to help? The answer has been presented to me in the glaring form of the homeless community I work for. I can say that working at the shelter has presented me with a new opportunity as well-sharing my story with those I come in contact with that have Bipolar Disorder there. I have seen both sides to that fine line, and am still here. I manage a job, sharing custody of three children, and the disorder. Sometimes I still go through rough patches, but the point is that I'm still here. My heart goes out to those I come in contact with who don't take, or can't get meds. It is the one factor that I see over and over again with people: the lack of proper medication. One more HUGE reason to have free public healthcare and affordable medication for all...