Dr. Beth, I am writing because I really feel like something is terribly wrong with me, but I don’t know what it is. I’m basically miserable most of the time. I am unhappy and often very angry. I yell at my friends sometimes, but other times I am the life of the party. At those times, I am gregarious, I love everyone and I’m generous to a fault. When I get passionate about something, nothing can stop me. But sometimes I takes risks with money, driving and relationships that in my more sensible moments I know are stupid and dangerous. Then I get depressed again. Can you help me figure out what the heck is going on with me?