and I thought the depression was bad.....

This is hard for me to share and almost embarrassing to admit. But I feel like I can tell anything to my family here on this site. After I got hurt at work, more than that happened. I had a manic episode. I had no idea I was having it but when I realized I was sleeping about 12 hours a week, was irritated whenever anyone else slept or rested, thought I could improve the world by everything I did, before my injury my co-workers were all telling me to slow down at work, I was pushing and pulling everyone with the stretcher, and they were all amazed at how I was always smiling, motivated and so full of energy.I began four different projects and spent hours developing plans for all these different things I thought I could do.  I go to the doctor who takes one look at me and knows I'm in a manic state. 8 years ago he saw me like this before when I had to be in the hospital. He knew I had been diagnosed with bipolar disorder but I don't remember ever being told that and when I found out last month that I had this illness, a lot of my behavior did start to make sense. I don't want to accept it, I don't want to have it and I surely would never let anyone I work with know about it, and yet, is it not just another victory to my testimony? Not only did I rise from the depths of depression and turn my life around with the help of the Lord, I've endured and handled being manic as well. It is hard for me right now to see any good coming out of this, but yet in my heart I know that there will come a time when i have helped so many and accomplished so much that I can one day be the poster child for the fact that you CAN survive and function with bipolar disorder. I hate taking the medications but they have gotten me back on a schedule, somewhat where I am sleeping about 6 hours at night. Still hard to shut down before two in the morning, but every day the hypo mania gets a little better. I just pray it doesn't jump off into depression. Anyway, I wanted to share this and say that I could use some prayers in keeping a good attitude. God would not have allowed this illness to come to me if He didn't think I could handle it, grow from it, and use it for His good. I just can't see it yet. I hope I don't lose any friends when you guys find this out, I know how badly people stereotype and have stigmas for many different mental illnesses. I hope I can one day help the world overcome these very things. God Bless you all.