People think I’m a crazy bitch with anger problems just because I have bipolar disorder. I can’t help having “temper tantrums” as some idiots call them. My parents scream at me and ground me for a month every time I have the urge to fly off the hinge because of my condition. I can’t even scream into my pillow without them telling me that I’m overreacting. The doctor said that I’m bipolar and explained the condition very clearly to them, but did they listen? No. Do they get me the medication that would help me cope? No. Do they show any sympathy or understanding? No! I hate bipolar disorder. Because “She’s just on her period. We don’t know where we went wrong.” Thanks a lot mom and dad.