Hey "Dubble", I know I'm kinda new and I don't know how you think of me, but I came

here because I wanted to finally meet some people that suffered from and sometimes

enjoyed (as wierd as that sounds) the same thing I did. I expected to find people

giving advice and just......well....boring, but maybe a little understanding. What I

found was so much more. I, like someone else said earlier, felt you were angry,

manic, depressed and tired of being where you were. That I understood. As I read

more I thought, COOL, this guy is way out there.....and I get it! I could relate to

all these people in some way, and they're not boring, or just giving advice. They're

expressing themselves in ways that I never felt comfortable doing cause no one ever

got me. So I have to ask, "Did I sign up for the D*MN Teletubbies facebook page,

with a baby faced sun every morning, fluffy bunnies and hopping laughing wierdly

contorted, unexplainable humanoids?" H*LL NO! I came here for hypomaniacs throwin

around thoughts that I can bounce my defective brain cells off of, I came here to

find people who's anxiety drove them to ruin things in their life that they will never

get back, and I came here to find people who have suffered from depression that

chains them to the bed and drives them to maddness. Not only did I find all this, but

I also found support for when I hit all those times and others I could support when

they were there. So, YES, we all read your words. Can we relate, YES, cause we've

been there. Do we always reply or have the mood to understand what your spewing

out, NO. It's called F ing BIPOLAR, and even you can understand that. But we do

care what your going through, and here's a news flash; YOU CARE ABOUT US TOO.

So if "yaaarrrrr" is gonna captain this boat we're all in through these crazy waters

then grab the helm and steer away, when your down and out and crawled back in

your captains quarters to scribble pictures of "Raggy Ann and Kermit the frog" on

prom night, then someone else will steer the ship until you come back. You wanna

beat yourself up, well that's fine too, hell we all do. You wanna think your worthless

and no one cares, go ahead, we all do this too. You wanna say your not getting any

help from this, go ahead, your not alone. We all know these feelings. Am I gonna

tell you to suck it up and pull your head outta your alien *ss, no, cause I'm just as

sick of hearing that too. So we'll all just wait and send our good hope to you until

return from the far reaches of deep space. We also all have our flaws, as another

person stated; drugs, alcohol, pills, sex (still thinking on this one) and anything

we think will help. (ok I get it now). So while we're being honest. Before my crash

over two years ago I was chugging down a fifth of vodka every three or four days.

That may not be as much as others have done but at 101 proof it was hard. A good

friend I lost because of my disorder said I was drinking kerosene. Do I do that much

now? No. But sometimes I get close. Other times I don't need it. But we're all not the

same. There I said it, even though I didn't want to. So , here's your honesty. Sorry for the long rant. Hope you

read this "Dubble" and it resinates with you somehow