Hey Swinging Sister..
I tried to hide things from my daughter for so many years but she always knew something was up.
I told her i had bipolar and she now has nothing to do with me because she can't handle the ups and downs of this horrible disease.
My son knew something was up since he was young as well, but instead of walking away, has stood steadfastly by my side helping in any and every way he can.
He is 23 this year and is amazing.
I know i've said in this forum somewhere that it takes someone very special to love and stand by a person with bipolar disorder, and i believe that because i now have no family or friends, no daughter, but i do have the most wonderful, caring, loving, forgiving, understanding and nonjudgemental person i have ever...and will ever...know in and what is left of my existence.
Like you, my daughter, when we were speaking, used to ask how i was, but she wasn't asking because she wanted to know, she just asked out of courtesy.
At first i told her i was either good or bad, but then began always telling her things were good...and was told i was looking for pity!
Unlike my son, she knows nothing of my medical issues or other problems other than bipolar, and seeing she can't deal with having an abnormal mother, she will never know, even if she did contact me or her brother.
My son is my rock and is the only one i see and speak to, apart from a lovely lady i was lucky to cross paths with in a forum and now email and chat with.
She understands better than i think my son does, but he knows and understands so much because he's seen me high and low and everything thing in between. He knows how much pain bipolar causes, not only to those around me but to myself as well. He understands he can't help me and i see that pain in his eyes...and it shatters and grinds my heart to shreds.
I try to hide my pain and horribly dark, dark lows from him but he knows the signs of this horrible debilitating and very lonely disease.
I love him so much and he deserves so much better, but he takes it all in stride and loves me no matter what my condition.
The unconditional love i receive from my son is what my siblings and parents especially should be offering me, but all they have done is exile me and pretend i don't exist.
And to add salt to those "family" wounds, i feel more like a part of a family on the forum.
As far as i'm concerned, being alone is easier and better than always being judged and rejected.