I hate to say this, but on most mornings, between when I first wake up and after my shower, I pray for sweet death. I think that anything, including death, can be better than my life.

As the morning progresses, my mood (usually) lifts. It really depends if I'm depressed or manic. My bipolar is more on the depressive side. But if I'm manic, I jump out of bed feeling good and full of optimism.