{"id":169,"date":"2013-09-08T00:14:56","date_gmt":"2013-09-08T07:14:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/2008\/05\/07\/bipolar-success-story\/"},"modified":"2018-05-15T09:58:13","modified_gmt":"2018-05-15T16:58:13","slug":"bipolar-success-story","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/bipolar-success-story\/","title":{"rendered":"A Bipolar Disorder Success Story!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/hearts.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignleft  wp-image-6235\" style=\"margin: 25px;\" title=\"hearts\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/hearts-297x300.jpg\" width=\"238\" height=\"240\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/hearts-297x300.jpg 297w, https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/hearts-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/hearts-400x404.jpg 400w, https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/hearts.jpg 426w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 238px) 100vw, 238px\" \/><\/a><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Julie, it took my fianc\u00e9 to call the cops twice to make myself sign into the hospital for treatment. I was hurt and angry @ first as to why she did this because\u00a0 I didn\u2019t understand what was going on at that time. I yelled at her and told her I didn\u2019t want her to visit me. That\u2019s when the doctor told me I\u00a0had full blown bipolar disorder. But\u00a0 since April, 2006 a lot changed: the right meds- a great pysc dr and\u00a0 counselor and things have been going great..<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Curt in Altoona,\u00a0 PA<\/span><\/p>\n<!-- AddThis Advanced Settings generic via filter on the_content --><!-- AddThis Share Buttons generic via filter on the_content -->","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/hearts.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-6235\" style=\"margin: 25px;\" title=\"hearts\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/hearts-297x300.jpg\" width=\"238\" height=\"240\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/hearts-297x300.jpg 297w, https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/hearts-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/hearts-400x404.jpg 400w, https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/hearts.jpg 426w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 238px) 100vw, 238px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Julie, it took my fianc\u00e9 to call the cops twice to make myself sign into the hospital for treatment. I was hurt and angry @ first as to why she did this because I didn\u2019t understand what was going on at that time. I yelled at her and told her I didn\u2019t want her to visit me. That\u2019s when the doctor told me I had full blown bipolar disorder. But since April, 2006 a lot changed: the right meds- a great pysc dr and counselor and things have been going great..<\/p>\n<p>Curt in Altoona, PA<\/p>\n<p> <!-- AddThis Advanced Settings generic via filter on get_the_excerpt --><!-- AddThis Share Buttons generic via filter on get_the_excerpt --><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/169"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=169"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/169\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11349,"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/169\/revisions\/11349"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=169"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=169"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bipolarhappens.com\/bhblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=169"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}