I’ve spent most of my life feeling ashamed of my bipolar disorder. It’s been a constant battle trying to hide it from friends and family, fearing their judgement. But after years of struggling, I’ve come to accept that my bipolar doesn’t define me. It’s a part of who I am, but it doesn’t control me. I’ve started to embrace my diagnosis and focus on managing it with the help of therapy and medication. I’ve also found a supportive community here that has made a world of difference. If you’re feeling the weight of shame from your mental health condition, know that you’re not alone. It’s okay to be open about your struggles and seek help. Embracing my bipolar has allowed me to live a more fulfilling and authentic life, and I hope others can find the same strength in accepting themselves.