When I first became diagnosed with severe manic depression, I knew my life would never be the same. When you are on medication for this illness, you must take it the rest of your life. I would not be able to have my own child because of the risk it would be deformed. This was devastating to me. Of course, there was always adoption but this was not an option for me. Perhaps, if I married someone with children then they would become mine too. This was not something I had to consider at the present time. I had to find a positive path to making my life worthwhile. I was single and alone. My...