I was diagnosed bipolar, but much prefer the old term "manic depressive", as it more accurately describes how I feel. "Bipolar" makes me sound like a big magnet... to myself, anyway.
What makes me so angry is how many people (my dear mother included and especially) DON'T understand how crippling this can be. I cannot work 'regular' type jobs anymore, and dear ol' mom is always saying, brightly, "oh you're not disabled! You just need regular work! If you'd just get out there and find a job...." ad nauseum... til I'd like to slap her. My own dear teenage daughter, when told I was living on ss disability, said "you're not disabled, you just don't want to work!" Fortunately I was driving at the time so I couldn't belt her one...
But if ONE MORE PERSON, related to me or not, gives me any sh!t about their definition of "disabled" I WILL slap them.
