My son has been diagnosed with bipolar disorder. He’s in his mid-twenties, so it’s the average time for onset of bipolar disorder. No family history that we know of, but if it was just two generations back, it probably wouldn’t have been talked about.
He had his first manic episode early in the year. He spent a brief time in in-patient treatment, followed by a period of out-patient treatment. During the out-patient treatment, his psychiatrist started to think the diagnosis was incorrect and she weaned him off his meds.
He has had another manic episode, and he’s back in the in-patient facility. Luckily he was able to get back into the same place he was in before, so they aren’t starting from zero. They started him back on different meds, and he’s much better much faster than the first time.
His fiancee was talking to a friend and someone overheard. The person who overheard said her mother was bipolar and she had to take her to the hospital six times, and she told his fiancee that she should break up with him.
The only experts I’ve spoken to have been the doctors in the crisis center, and I don’t know to what degree they are trying to sugar coat things to prevent us from giving up hope.
I’d rather know the reality.
If anyone has any personal experience they can share, I’d appreciate it. If anyone has any professional experience they can share, I’d appreciate that as well.
EDIT: Just wanted to add to this that we were able to visit him today, and he’s doing very well.
I’ve got type II bipolar.
The depression side sucks, so I’m lucky the hypomania just manifests as boundless energy, racing thoughts, and an inability to sleep.
Going for a walk in the middle of the night actually feels quite nice.
The depression is much more manageable these days, CBT, some time with a therapist, and self exploration with psychedelics helped a lot I think. I still get the big downer episodes, in one at the moment and I hope it’ll clear up in a few days.
What sucks is when a wave of paranoia or anxiety hits. As both those make coping much more exhausting.
But I’m alive, in my late 30s now, holding down a job, have a family, and often have people tell me that they think I’m a great parent.
So it’s not the end for your son. Everyone’s journey and path is different, and there’ll be hard moments - but people are strong and we can find ways to push through and adapt.