I married what I thought was my best friend. As I learned more about bipolar disorder, I began to see things differently.

I reset my mind to begin a separation from my other half. For my self respect.

I asked my husband to leave and I made new choices to begin my journey to a healthier me. I guess I ended my marriage. I felt I had to make a new choice. The choices I had made didn’t work anymore. I needed to choose me.