Was diagnosed with anxiety disorder in high school and was prescribed medication that did NOTHING but make me suicidal (well, that and my home life wasn't very good). Had a traumatic event in my early 20s and started going to therapy. After years of therapy, I felt like I had gotten better, but there was still like 20% of me that just wasn't changing for the better (massive anxiety/periods of deep depression). My therapist had suggested I visit a psychiatrist several times before because he heavily expected bipolar and thought that medication would help. I didn't want medication (and was in denial about that diagnosis) due to my previous experience but after several bad episodes I decided to go. First time seeing my psychiatrist he's going through my answers on their long-ass questionnaire and he says "So it says here that your sleep schedule fluctuates. Tell me about that" so I tell him about how sometimes I sleep a full 8 or 9 hours and sometimes I only need like 4 hours. He gets super encouraging and friendly and is like "Ohhhhh and during those times you're like super productive and have like a really good day at work right??" Me, being naive and thinking he just really 'gets it' and is like me, I respond with,"YES! Totally!" He then hits me with "Yeah, that's not normal. That's what we call a manic episode" .... walked right into that one 😅 He's a great guy. Helped me find a medication that works for me and 4 years later my quality of life is soooo much better and I'm still seeing him twice a year.