It's about a month now since my diagnosis od Bipolar I Disorder. So far I only had the guts to tell some friends of my disorder. Half of them who have some issues and disorders themselves. I didn't want to tell anybody till I was comfortable enough and I understood what was going on enough.
But then I get a call from a counseler. She was from a company that my work outsources to. They specialise in people's wellness. She said that my HR rep at the company asked her to call me, as my manager contacted her. He said he was worried about me and my behabiour at work.
F*ck. This made it harder to keep this a secret. This was MY secret and My problem. I didn't want my boss and HR rep involved! But I had to make the difficult choice, I had to come clean. Because if my behaviour is noticible at work, that meant that my work might be slipping, and I already have a final warning. I decided to tell my boss and HR rep about my diagnosis. I was shitting brick and stuttering like an mad when I told them. But, it's out now. And the two days after that I felt great! I assumed that it was because I let go of the secret. But now, I need to tell my parents.
I can't bear telling them. They have misconceptions about me. I haven't lived with them in 8 years. THey still assume I'm the same guy I was when I was at school. How do I break that, if they are so proud of the person they think I am. It is getting too hard on me. I have constant headaches, which I believe might be from holding this inside. There are so many topics or questions I have to avoid because I don't want people to know about my BP. "Why aren't you drinking? Because of meds? What kinda meds?" "What happened to you and your ex?" I suffer! How do I tell my parents that I have this thing over my head? My dad is old-school. He just gets over stuff. He just does. My mom says straight, "You are not a crazy person."
I feel like I'm pulling my mood down by just typing this post.