I didn't expect to be sharing my story on a forum and I just hope that other people use this forum and that someone else will read this. I got pregnant in 2002, I was a beautiful dark skinned young woman with everything in the world to live for. I would not know that twenty years later I would be on drugs for bipolar and would have very few friends.
As I write you I cannot keep down a job because of the psychiatric drugs that I am on and I live between two addresses because I am so frequently homeless. I am currently living in a small town called Bedford and this is one of the few moments of respite that I get from the crippling depression I have had now for 20 years. I hope someone else will write back to me.
