Manic Watch

Currently I am in Manic Watch, basically like standing a house which may or may not burst into flames holding a bucket of water which may or may not quell the potential fire and let's just say that if news of this fire broke out, it may cost you your reputation, your job, your health insurance, and I imagine your life as you know it. Except the house is my brain, the bucket of water is my lithium, and the ramifications of the fire are possibly what will happen if I suffer a Manic episode in the near future.
I have had an episode once at State and it is how I now know that I suffer from bipolar disorder also known as a popular jimi hendrix song (manic depression). That episode is a story, and I may get into it later on the blog, which does not need to happen now.
However it is a story without a clear initial incident, a clear cause and effect relationship between myself and the hospitalizing episode. I do not know exactly what I could have done to avoid it, and so I do not know if another is coming. Thus, Manic Watch.
I blog this because in the past I kept all of this jazz inside for fear they would kick me out of my program or what have you. But after getting a week in the hospital, and more later, of the best mental health blue cross and blue shield can buy, I felt like I made larger steps talking to my mom than with any amount of therapy. So hopefully talking about this with the world will at least let me get this whole situation off my mind, and perhaps remove a potential fire-starting catalyst from the metaphorical house or whatever.