My little boy,9, had a counselling session last night. Our last evaluation proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that he has bipolar disorder. He is now to see a psychiatrist for meds and not his pediatrician any longer for depression and ADHD. He was heart wrenched at the session when he heard the word bipolar and I feel partly responsible for his fear of the illness. He has seen me cry and not want to get out of bed and be irritable. I guess he remembers these days of when mommy had little control over the disorder. This now makes me, my oldest son and my little boy bipolar in my home.
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