Posted May 21, 2012
I have recently started a blog about my experiences as BP and how this led me over 25 years to pay for sex, culminating in a manic $10,000 over 3 nights in a German brothel. This was followed 2 years later in a full-blown manic episode where I “knew” I was Jesus Christ re-born and confessed all my “sins” to wife. I paid for it in more ways than one. Only 4 years later was I eventually diagnosed, put on lithium and stopped paying for something I shouldn’t pay for, which I couldn’t afford and where I couldn’t handle the accruing guilt. BP cost me a marriage, another relationship (with another BP), my career, and caused financial ruin. But I am now content.
For more of my story, visit my blog — Paying for it: The diary of a Bipolar punter.