This friend, she's told me, has BP II, too. I think she had a bad experience with drugs in the past, and are afraid of them. i'm not giving up; maybe it's the lamitcal finally kicking in, i would have been far more depressed at this then i am now. And she reads my blog.

so my T and I are confused by this. I need to find more friends, yes; maybe a support group for those who have BP in my area. But... it's just that, i expected this outcome; everyone who i have ever trusted have stabbed me in the back. This time no different; by an insensitive person who fails to see how lucky she is to have someone else who loves her. She doesn't have a career yet to worry about; i do. i cant have my co-workers figuring out who i am, what i am; worse yet, to see the symptoms of this disorder. She has yet to grow up, and mature.