Personal Narrative: Bipolar Disorder

I remember the first day of middle school as a sixth grader. I was nervous yet excited to meet new friends, though I’m not the best at it. I would head to the cafeteria every morning as soon as my dad dropped me off. My friends and I along with many other students would gather around the cafeteria before class starts, but far across the table I was sitting was a different table. That table had students that seem to me, very uncontrollably hyper and obnoxious but isolated. There was one student that seem disappointed and upset, and looked like she was forced to get out of bed at two in the morning. I didn’t know much about why those students are isolated from us and can not learn in the same environment as us. But what I knew was, I met that one student sitting alone in that group because she was in my physical education class. …show more content…
She associated with no other besides myself, and I wanted her to be comfortable around me before I try to know anything else about her in particular. I still remember that Wednesday morning during our 3 lap exercise, she told me “ I have bipolar disorder, that is what makes me different from the rest. Can’t you see how abnormal I am?”. I didn’t know what bipolar disorder was at the moment so I couldn’t respond, so she left without notice. I came home later that day and asked my sister, “What is Bipolar Disorder?”. I was able to talk to Brittany the next day and told her I could careless about what she thinks about herself, I want to be a friend to her. Our relationship grew throughout the year and I became more observant of my surroundings ever since I wanted to know why Brittany isolated herself from others and why others decide to keep her