An alter in here, Angel, was diagnosed with cyclothymia yesterday. She's having trouble accepting the diagnosis.
Her sister, Alexa, wonders if she's having such a hard time with it because of how it relates to her purpose. Angel's purpose is to be the perfect daughter, and maybe she feels like she isn't or can't be with this disorder. Angel said she wants to be stable and happy, but this diagnosis pretty much told her that she's not stable at all.
If that's the case, it's going to be very difficult for her to accept this diagnosis. She knew there was a problem, but she's always swept it under the rug, hoping that it was somehow normal. She got worse this summer, and was more hypomanic than usual. Nearly crashed a car in a heavy rainstorm, and broke a tape dispenser while nearly cutting up her hands.
I hope she learn to accept it. Even though she thinks it's a death sentence, it's really not. She'll be okay. I think reassuring words from others would help her, though.