Bipolar. Biracial. Bisexual. I live in the shades of grey. The mask that kept everyone else away was locking me inside. 6 months away from my LCSW so I can say, I've been where you've been. Felt similarly. We're all different but those similarities can be a good thing. Embrace a label instead of a brand.
The old me died, I killed her and was reborn. I don't have to wear the mask of "everything's fine", what's behind it is worth the fight. I've slipped, tripped, drowned and swam. Ultimately accepted who I am. Now I'm 6 months shy of my LCSW so I can show there's two sides, writing a different story than I thought I would.