I am up I am down I'm all over the place.
What a useless life being bipolar.
I refused to spend the rest of my life taking pills.
I don't like what I have become.
A pill popping mentally ill person.
Damn I hate me.
One thing leads to another.
Psyche med leads to being a diabetic.
I stop them and the diabetes goes away.
The problem is depression gets way out of hand.
It took 5 years to find meds that worked.
I am too afraid to mess with something that works
I don't want to go back to being suicidal again.
I may not come out of this one.
So what do I do now?
I'm damned if I do and damned if I don't.
I spend all week in bed except a Wed. art class and P and T.
I have no life.
Not sure if I should post this or not?

ConfusedOne