This video may not be anything special to anyone else, but it is to me. I'm not ashamed to say all of this aloud, because it has become a part of who I am. Two weeks before Christmas last year, I was treated for suicidal thoughts. I was sent away and spent 4 days in an institution, and yes, that includes Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. I didn't want to do anything anymore. I didn't want to live day to day. I didn't want to hoop, I didn't want to eat. I eventually was diagnosed bipolar and released. Everything has been extremely difficult since then. Some days are great, others are very difficult and I just want to disappear. Only recently have I been able to pick up my hoop and play around. It was a great relief to me that I still enjoy my hoop, and that it continued to bring me peace when I was/am in so much despair. Please, no comments on how crazy I am, or anything of that nature. This is also not a cry out for attention.