Yesterday, after I've watched top gun, I've been thinking about how am I going to be accepted into the navy and I'm a bright, intelligent young lady who has PMDD, which is commonly misdiagnosed as bipolar. I'm asking myself how can I control my premenstrual rage while serving Uncle Sam. I'm still asking myself this question every single day. I'm on medications for my so called bipolar which is going to interfere with my dream. It breaks my heart that doctors at Millwood are so dadgum ignorant about this severe form of PMS. It almost had me in tears because I don't deserve to be treated unfairly because I'm somehow different. I don't want people to see me based on diagnosis, I want to be seen based on my personality.