I've found out I'm bipolar after losing my wife, house, kid,and almost my job. I had a great life with plenty of money to spare. I took trips with my ex wife and I had perfect credit. I could have anything I wanted, I had a great wife that did everything for me and I was a daddy's girl. My daughter loved me. Now, I'm back to living with my parents, my credit is destroyed, my ex wife wont speak to me and she is not letting me see my daughter. I had an episode and during this episode, I stopped paying bills, I stopped going to court for the divorce, and I stopped going to work. I hate my life. I don't want to wake up in the morning. I love to sleep now. I constantly think of ways to end this God forsaken life. I can't believe I was the chosen one to receive this bullshit of a life. I hope that I don't wake up tomorrow. I hope that my heart will stop and that I will die in bed. I'm 33 years old. Yay for life; NOT!!!