I'm Bipolar all right, I certainly don't make a secret of it. I wrote a memoir of Manic Depression which I continue to flog with the annoying insistence of a child tugging on a parent's pant leg. I've lectured on it at universities and medical schools. I've done readings and interviews. It's still a taboo, scary subject, and I'm doing what I can to shed light. One thing I noticed when I was writing the book is that Mania and Depression - the poles - are actually very similar. They are both flights away from reality - retreat into illusion. In both cases one refuses to engage with life, and creates false values which provide innumerable distractions. Despite the scarier aspects of Mania and Depression - they both feel comforting and safe in their way. Mania and Depression look like polar extremes, absolute opposites, but in fact they have a lot in common.