This is a letter (fictional letter) written by someone with bipolar disorder. It provides a personal view of this debilitating disease: To whom it may concern: Everything is hopeless, but at the same time, well. I can't help but mull over my life's tides and turns, my time misused and wasted, my relationships gone sour. Cecilia Myers, my dear wife, please know that I do and will always hold a special place for you in …showed first 75 words of 1655 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1655 total…it. I regret lying to you again; I am not committing myself to the mental hospital as you demanded. What's the point? As I sit here in this car, as this carbon monoxide is beginning to fill my lungs, making me so very drowsy, I can't help but recall all the great memories we've shared together. I'm sorry for all the pain I've caused you; please forgive me. Know that I will always love you.