It’s amazing, the difference a year can make. I am finally happy. I am happy. I am happy. I haven’t felt like this in years. I feel like there is something about me I like. getting to this point was not easy. After 6 months of therapists, a myriad of antidepressants, a few suicide attempts and two hospitalizations, it was finally determined that I’m actually bipolar. What’s more, I actually have the classic form of the disease. In hindsight, it makes the utmost sense. This ordeal has done a lot for me. With treatment and management, I’m happy for the first time in years. I encourage you to seek treatment if you’re depressed. Even if you’re relatively young. (I’m 18 as I write this.)