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Originally Posted by LabLover23
I don't know what's wrong with me. I made a bad joke to a cooworker, luckily he was cool with a simple apology- but I don't know what compelled me. like apartial possession or something- then several other times I had to hold back from saying reandom mean comments to several other people who I consider my friends- I don't know what's wrong with me today. I've felt this way before, but rarely. I'm on a med regimen for anxiety and depression, take my prescription regularly, but sometimes I can't explain my thoughts or behavior. I'm a nice person by nature, perhaps it's slight bipolar?
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Dear LabLover23,
Doesn't it happen to
all of us now and then? I mean even to people who haven't the slightest mental problem at all? For most people, I'd bet, life is hard, particularly from time to time. And we just want to lash out and be mean, even if that's not recognizably "us." I would doubt, I'm no expert, but I would doubt that having a bad day means a diagnosis of bipolar. We're not in paradise here, and the amount of faeces most normal people are forced to consume is not insignificant. You may not even realize it when it happens. But it does. And with some degree of frequency. Even to BILL GATES. I'd bet even Mother Theresa had her off times. So, my two cents (and that's all it is), is to reassure yourself you're okay, go to sleep early tonight and, if possible, do something pleasant before you go to sleep.
Take care!