A few weeks ago I would have said yes. And I'm sure I will think that I am again soon lol.
I was running around, detached from reality for a while and became everything I hated. The shame, guilt, and regret was too much so I started planning to ctb. I thought I was complete garbage. I mean, that had to be the case right? Because after knowing people for years, it couldn't have just been my sudden manic behavior for them to all just drop me like that. If I wasn't a monster, they'd know all that shit I did while manic wasn't me. If I wasn't a bad person, I wouldn't be alone.
It's been a year now and I'm finally starting to accept that I was deeply ill and my behavior was beyond my control at the time. I was proactive about my treatment and apologized and took responsibility where I could but they never came back around. It still hurts but it is what it is. I'm definitely not a saint by any means but I'm not a bad person.