Sometimes being bipolar is so damn difficult that I can't help hating myself; just wishing I could be like everyone else, that I could have normal days with normal emotions. But I can't be like everyone else and so I cry.
This was what I found so hard about trying to overcome my depression. I could explain what I gelt or why I felt it and it was making me more depressed. Thank god for my fiance or I would never have pulled through. I am thankful everyday for the effort he put into bringing me back and helping me to regain the person I once was.