Hello. After struggling for some time and recent months of deep depression, I finally went to a good psychiatrist who listened to me and made me feel safe and heard. She said that it's clear that I'm depressed, but she believes that I'm also bipolar. The news hit me like a train because I don't even know how to feel about it. She is planning to see me through time to give a complete diagnosis, but I feel so alone.
Nobody around me has mental disorders and my mom is the only one who knows about it, but I feel that she doesn't want to accept it. Can someone tell me that everything is going to be alright? That this fear and this sadness is only temporary? I've gone through depressions before, but the thought that I will have them at any time just because my brain is messed up brings me to tears. Although the highs are nice because I'm productive and all, I can't live with this fear. Can someone tell me their experiences from when they got diagnosed?