Bipolar illness has eaten my life in leisurely chunks. You may have read a book or two written by some fortunate one who fought their way out of the abyss and ended up as a successful well balanced happy person . I’m not one of them. In fact, the opposite. I rose to some dizzying heights in my profession, and through the erosion of my illness, have found myself disabled, unable to work in the field I so dearly love.