I hate that I'm Bipolar. Today went well. Today sucked. I have a shitty attitude about everything. I feel down. There is no godly reason I should feel bad. But I do. I feel this void. I feel nothing. I feel despair. I feel sad. I feel hopeless. I feel no sense of pleasure. My kids behaved better than usual. Everything went better than planned. I feel awful.
WHAT THE FUCK?
Such is the life of a Bipolar person. It makes no sense. Very little does. I took my medication as prescribed. I did all the right things. Today, I just have some breakthrough, I guess. At least I'm not a screaming banshee. Today is the day it is worse to be the Bipolar that the the Bipolee.
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