“demon” not me. when i was pushing my family and friends away, it was the “demon” and not me. i was still there, stuffed inside, begging for help. but nobody could hear me because the “demon” was too loud, trying to scare everyone away.
if i could give advice to someone struggling with bipolar right now, i would say to let someone help you now because it will only get worse later. your future self will thank you for accepting the help.
and if i were to give advice to someone who is watching their loved one struggle with bipolar, i would say “keep on trying, at all cost, to help them.” 