Due to a complete lack of athleticism or self-discipline, I have always known I was never going to make it in the big leagues as any sort of athlete. My musician friends say I am “tone deaf” and have “absolutely no musical skill of any kind so please for the love of God stop". Based on these evaluations, I have accepted that perhaps a musical career is unrealistic. Arriving at the final frontier for success, any future in politics is out of the question thanks to an intractable social media foot print full of compromising photos and videos of me in various states of insobriety.   Navigating bipolar disorder has been a mostly trial and error process of trying to live a life that resembled how I felt. In doing so, I was lucky enough to find myself at the center of attention. My mission to destroy myself was executed with enough flair, that I danced on the line of pathetic and entertaining. Now, I hardly see myself as the girl in those pictures, glazed eyes captured forever