Being bipolar doesn’t mean I’m stupid. It means sometimes my brain runs at full speed and other times it barely moves. Sometimes I overthink everything, other times I can’t even speak clearly. But I’m still the same person. I don’t need you to talk to me like a child or treat me like I don’t get it.

I can be brilliant or clumsy, depending on the moment. And no, I don’t have full control over it. But understanding that isn’t that hard. You just need to stop judging what you can’t see.