Although I was officially diagnosed in March 2009 with Bipolar I disorder and began treatment, I am confident in saying that my bipolar episodes started well before that time. If I could guess somewhat accurately, I would say it all started somewhere around the age of 18 … which would be the early 90’s. If I only knew then what I do know now, oh how I would have done things differently! At the same time, I am a firm believer in the saying “everything happens for a reason”. For some reason, my illness led me to who I am and where I am today, and I have faith that is exa
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Five years and five months ago I heard the word “bipolar” for the very first time. Honestly, I did not know what it meant nor what it would come to mean to me and my life. I learned pretty quickly that it meant I was very sick and that I was self-medicating an illness I had no idea I had and that unless I sought and accepted treatment, my life would not be as happy and productive as I had planned or dreamt it would be. I also learned very quickly that bipolar disorder was not an “acceptable” illness to have … and soon found myself alone, deserted by my family, my friend
Andrea Piekarski-Susalla was born and raised in the suburbs of Detroit, Michigan and currently resides in Sterling Heights, Michigan. She attended Eastern Michigan University and Davenport University specializing in Business Management and Accounting.