By Clisver Alvarez, as told to Stephanie Watson
Having bipolar disorder hasn’t been easy. I’ve lived with it for 11 years now. Being diagnosed at age 16 was heartbreaking for me. I didn’t know what was going on, and I remember feeling like I was dying. Mostly what I remember is being in and out of hospitals, and the countless nights my parents lay awake, praying that I’d return to my normal self.
The first time it happened, I thought I was having an asthma attack. I had shortness of breath. I couldn’t sleep. My mom had to work — she worked…
