So I had attended this wedding in California.
I shared a room with my mother.
I revealed to my mother that I take medication and she told me things that I had never heard before.
That there was a suicide in her side of the family and that she gets very down but then is able to get past it.
Her “troughs” last for about 3 days and I know she gets manic because I think that she loves to shop.
It is just hard because I thought I was alone in this for decades… so alone and finally to learn there is a history
and that my own mother confesses to have this as an issue too. Wow!