What does it feel like to be bipolar to me?

It feels like I’m riding a carousel of emotions that I can’t get off of no matter how hard I try. It’s like a freight train of anger moving at 100 mph and I can’t move off the tracks, I’m stuck. It’s unpredictable. It’s depressing. It’s down right scary. It’s like a whirlwind of emotions, a tornado that destroys everything in its path. Its fighting day in and day out to stay alive because my mind tells me I can’t do this anymore, but my heart tells me to keep going. It’s hoping to everything that one day things will get better. That one day I will be happy. Hoping, just for 1 day that I’ll get relief from this torment from my own mind.

That’s what bipolar feels like to me.