It seems like disappointment has been a constant theme in my life. It is so hard not to compare my life to others. About 8 years ago I started on a new journey of self reflection after a major psychotic break. The success I had dreamed of and worked hard to achieve literally just disappeared and I was left with just a handful if friends and family and little resources to help me navigate my difficult journey. My one biggest success was meeting my husband and maintaining that relationship until now...a feat that I had not managed to do before my bipolar diagnosis at 31. Part of my manifesting exercise in the last couple of years has been to hold this success so close to my heart that even disappointment feels like success because I have him and that feels like all I need. I have made significant strides in my personal life and the peer mental health community and in Marin county that was not easy. I am not going to say that I live without shame but when I feel that about my life and out...