There is that saying that God doesn't give one any more than they can handle.......
I think God forgot that rule when he made me.

Between severe Bipolar I and inoperable herniated disks and sacroilitus, I don't feel much hope. The back conditions are both going to get worse as I age and I am already walking with a cane. I don't want to wind up in a Jazzie.

I dont want to keep taking all these medications for Bipolar that make me so sick.

I dont want to die but living is just a chore, daily, without reprieve, only to be tolerated

I dont usually whine but WHHHHAAAAAAA!

ptk