It itn's getting better...I am counting the hours. I never realized how much I dislike disorder and rudeness...and how much I appreciate the peace and order I have in my life. The other night my brother was up late and playing music in the garage quite late...she came out to sleep on the couch beccause she can't stand her husband (my other brother's) snoring. She wanted to call the police! to stop the partying in the garage. An exchange of words between her and my brother and he banished her to the bedroom. Such unpleasantness. Tonite she went out to eat while the rest of us had prime rib because she doesn't do red meat. A r oyal pain in the ass! Need I say more!
These are the oftentimes tumbled thoughts of a bipolar mind going through rapid cycling. You have no idea what it is like to try to think while your thoughts are racing and your opinions are changing as they are being formed. But some of this is just life, depression,anger at being misunderstood and discriminated against, or maybe it's just the medicine or I've just really lost my grip!
Sunday, November 25, 2007
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