Bipolar patient clings to hope of normal life one day

For Ray Richmond (not his real name) life has been an endless wheel of psychiatric wards, antidepressants and sedatives.

Eleven years of living with bipolar disorder has given him enough time, lying on psychiatric beds, to relive all of the words and actions he had no control over; to think about the broken relationships; the pain and the hurt of keeping this part of his life a secret. For Richmond, a man in his early thirties,