I hate being bipolar. I was doing so well, I’d been stable for MONTHS and then things get bad at work and I get so fucking stressed that it triggers a depressive episode.
Now I want to curl up in a ball, isolate, and not do anything. Ive been a bad friend and boyfriend, but I can’t make myself be better. It takes all my energy just to do the basic things I need to do to live, so when I have things I want to do and should do I just can’t. I’m barely eating unless I force myself to. I’m not sleeping. I hate being bipolar. I was doing so well and now I am barely scraping by.








