The first time you lose your sanity, no one knows what to do. No one. You don't have a clue you're crazy, like I was, like 4 million Americans, who could be your neighbor, coworker, or relative. They have a nice name for it now: bipolar disorder. But its original name describes it best - manic depression, swinging higher than the sky or lower than the sea. That's me. From age 15 to, well, forever in this world. Join me in a few episodes that will curl your toes, spin your mind, close your eyes, and make you cry. Because 16 pills a day may not stop it from happening at its worst within hours. Believe me.