I walked into the ramen shop already carrying a diagnosis: bipolar II disorder, with psychotic features. At the ramen shop, all I had to do was take orders, carry hot bowls of ramen, smile at customers and wipe tables. However, when you have bipolar disorder, feeling good isn’t always a comfort. I remember crying, screaming, and begging my mom not to make me go to a mental health facility. I don’t know how long I will work at the ramen shop, but whether it’s temporary or more long term doesn’t matter.

Source: Huffington Post December 28, 2025 15:34 UTC