Coming from the type of family I came from, it is a wonder that I didn't come out any worse than I did
I smoked pot a few times in college and in my early twenties---until I got manic from it. I started drinking at age eighteen. I drank until I got drunk, I did this every weekend. I was in a sororiety and we either had a party or we knew someone who was having one. Towards the end of my college days I was starting to worry. My father was an alcoholic and came from a family of alcoholics. It does run in families.
I'm not an alcoholic, I don't do drugs and I do not drink and drive. . .I drove drunk till I was thirty-four when I had my car accident however, I wasn't drinking that night. I did have four hospital stays. I was diagnosed with depression. My doctor, whom I still have today, thought I was schizophrenic. It turns out I'm bi-polar and I've been on Lithium ever since. This happened in '86'. It took nine years to finally get the right diagnosis.
I believe I was bipolar when I was a child. I had way to much energy and I never slept well. My mind raced at night and I remember getting up to try to clear my head.
I still have some things to work on---Always room to improve oneself. I'm doing just that.