Today I let the bosses of my work know about my bipolar disorder.
I am usually a pretty jovial and charismatic person, but here lately, as you may have read, I am not doing so hot.
And at work, instead of getting in trouble and summarily fired, I have chosen to just be quiet.
The bosses have been noticing that I’ve been quiet and asking me if everything is alright.
Though I say, “Yes.” they continue to be concerned.
Finally, I had to explain today about my disorder, and explain that when I get quiet I am usually trying to feel out my mood change.
Reestablish some kind of balance if I can.
I am happy that they know about this now so that I can be quiet and to myself, and when they ask me how I’m doing, and I say, “Good.” they know that I truly am because I am currently working at that moment to be so.
Still, I feel a little mixed about my decision.
While it feels like a big weight has been lifted, I also can’t help but feel a bit embarrassed.
But they couldn’t have been more accepting of it, so I know that the embarrassment, among 50,000 other things, is probably all in my head.