Today I started out depressed, but I forced myself to get dressed and go visit my parents. My husband is out of town and I'm having a hard time coping without my "rock". Being bipolar and trying to be normal for the kids is a difficult task. I recently had a med change, my doc added Prozac to my drug cocktail so hopefully it will help. Anyway, I got off track. Going out for the visit helped lift my spirits. It kept me from thinking about how alone I feel right now.