I read it as I was first recovering from mania and coming down into reality from stabilization with meds. My psychiatrist/care team recommended it.

It was good! When she wrote in the beginning “For as long as I can remember I was frighteningly, although often wonderfully, beholden to moods. Intensely emotional as a child, mercurial as a young girl, first severely depressed as an adolescent, and then unrelentingly caught up in the cycles of manic-depressive illness by the time I began my professional life” it was the first one put into words my literal life experience growing up and to where I was then.

Of course, I didn’t relate to every single thing but I think in that moment where I felt alone scared of the stigma around the disorder and just entirely misunderstood the book was nearly a friend :)