The mind is interesting. It is powerful and there are many examples out there that prove that the way we think effects the way we are. When it comes to bipolar, it is common to hear someone say, “I’m bipolar.” I still say it. But it is interesting how we make bipolar our identity when we phrase it like this. We would never say, “I am cancer,” or “I am Alzheimers.” The way we say things is powerful no matter how subtle or insignificant they may seem. Saying, “I am bipolar” almost declares that this is who I am and will always be. We are not our illnesses. We have illnesses, but to say we are them is weird. If we change the way we word things, we can change our perspective and our perspective changes the way we see the world and ourselves. Bipolar is an illness, and like all other illnesses, there is hope for recovery, whether we have found the way to it or not. To say there is no way is to disregard all those who have come before us who pioneered cures for the uncurable, when everyone said it could not be done. To say it is not possible is to believe a lie. Cures are not a matter of if, but when.