You know what crazy is? Crazy is majority rules. Take germs, for example. Uh-huh. Eighteenth century: no such thing, nada, nothing. No one ever imagined such a thing. No sane person. Along comes this doctor, uh, Semmelweis, Semmelweis. Semmelweis comes along. He's trying to convince people, other doctors mainly, that's there's these teeny tiny invisible bad things called germs that get into your body and make you sick. He's trying to get doctors to wash their hands. What is this guy? Crazy? Teeny, tiny, invisible? What do they call it? Uh-uh, germs? Huh? What? Now, up to the 20th century — last week, as a matter of fact, before I got dragged into this hellhole — I go in to order a burger at this fast-food joint, and the guy drops it on the floor. James, he picks it up, he wipes it off, he hands it to me like it's all OK. "What about the germs?" I say. He says "I don't believe in germs. Germs is a plot made up so they could sell disinfectants and soaps." Now he's crazy, right? See? Ah! Ah!

When you're struggling with your mental health, it's important to know what to do and acknowledge it. That's something I'm not ashamed of. I had to re-study things that completely flew out of my head. It was something like, "Hey, you're not a bad person. You're not a rude person. You're not crazy. You're none of these things, but you're going to have to deal with it. I know it's hard, but that's the reality." And I realized that the relationship with bipolar disorder and with myself... It's not going anywhere. I'm just trying to make friends with it now. I think I had to go through this to be who I am. And I'm going to keep going through it, but I'm really happy. I'm at peace. I'm angry. I'm sad. I'm confident. I am full of doubts. I'm working on myself. I am enough. I'm Selena.