There are certain topics I don't discuss with my therapist because I don't want to alarm her and they diagnose me as schizophrenic instead of Bipolar I. I didn't tell her about my fangirling of Keanu Reeves. I didn't tell her that I'm going to transform into a tall ravishing brunette with green eyes, beautiful smile and then go on to live a fabulous life.

Many of my episodes and ideation could have landed me in the ER or worse - an institution. If I recount here the madness that took a hold of my soul for the last decade or so you would be flabbergasted by the virulent insanity that plagues me.

As my mother will tell you, "Ruthie is a very sick woman."


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