5. Bipolar disorder doesn’t make me any less of a person. I struggle with this the most. I always feel so set apart from other people, from those who don’t have a mental illness, especially those who don’t have bipolar disorder. But the truth of it is, I’m no less of a person. I’m still uniquely me, and I paint my own life with wild, frenzied colors that help shape who I am and who I want to be. And that’s okay. My bipolar disorder doesn’t define me, it just helps me grow in ways differently than other individuals. I still have goals and dreams; I still have people and things I love and things I want to learn and do. I’m no less of a person because of my mental illness, I just see and feel the world in a different way, and that is perfectly okay.