The past two years had been like none she had ever experienced, her friends upon discovering her condition vowed to help her deal with it.
They certainly had never broken thaht promise.
The medications were helping too; she rarely had a full mood episode, mostly just minor episodes which were easily managed.
For the first few months she had desperately wished things could return to how they were.
But this never happened.
As the days turned to months and years, she embraced her new life.
She realised that sometimes the only way to go forward is to take a left turn.
And she was so glad she did.