Bipolar II, is a reference to the time in my life ( high school years) I felt like being in two polarities, almost like surreal kind of reality. I had to grow up real fast . When my mother passed on, I went to boarding school in another town, and would visit relatives during some weekends / holidays. It was a tough time because I was mostly left on my own devices, up to the point that I had to get a weekend job, at a coffee shop, in order to make money and to look after myself, while going to school during the weeks. I had an identity crisis and my mind was always burdened with thoughts of abandonment. There was a constant sense of not belonging, and I wasn’t able to connect with my extended relatives, in order to talk about my feelings of sadness and loss. I was a young person, who was about to have a nervous breakdown and I felt alone in the world, without parental support. I had to figure it all out on my own, without a support system.
