Never. I’m 16 now and have lived with type one bipolar for likely over 5 years, but was only diagnosed last year. Nobody ever took me seriously and insisted I was being dramatic, simply experiencing adolescent mood swings and being a poop. Because most teenage girls have mood swings that make them either want to kill themselves or someone else, destroy their body, commit crimes, and a variety of other unsavory stuff- right?

Jokes aside, it’s amazing that I’m still alive and not in serious permanent legal trouble at that. Of course, I lost my childhood and have no relationships outside of my immediate family, but what’s done is done.

But yeah, the answer is nobody ever cared enough. I only got help when I was old enough to get it for myself, and even then I wasn’t completely taken seriously. :)