Bipolar gone mad represents negative or detrimental aspects that you cannot even imagine. The fact that I am still alive and now healthy is the reason why I awoke in my sleep on December 18, 2013. Something in my spirit directed me to write this testimony and story. I have no background in writing, I simply follow my spirit. The fact that I am still alive is a story needed to be told for the purpose of saving someone else from hardship, loss of family, loss of freedom, and possibly loss of their life. I am still here today and now I believe for this purpose that I must get this autobiography, non-fiction, mystery, thriller, self-help, educational, and religious conversion out to the public. With the hope of telling my story I will hopefully save a great deal of people by laying my life down on the pages of this book. I chose this title because of what the illness did to my life and family. I would not wish it on any human being. Once I got proper treatment for my condition, I was then able to step away from alcohol and street drugs, I had no need for them. The regiment of treatment suited me just fine; I was not too high and not too low. I was finally able to live a functional life. Whoever would have thought that I could return from the devastation that my family and I had gone through to get back into the business world? Anyone from my past would burst out laughing if someone told them that Michael Jackson is the president of a non-profit organization, and now author of a published book. I have dedicated myself to assisting at risk youth with a mission to decrease incarceration, elevation of basic morality, and prevention of premature death. This is my NPO's mission. I also address mental illnesses when I am out doing presentations. I tell my whole life's story, the good and the bad. The hand of destiny that was dealt to me is unimaginable; I could never believe it in a million years. We all are dealt the hand, but what you do with it is what counts. Had I soughtlƒš