It's sometimes like, my logic tells me one thing. Like "You can't do that to people", "A lot of people do care".
But it's not something I believe. Like I'm lying to myself. My logic is lying to me. Because that voice that calls me a failure and weak and unworthy is right. I can shut her up sometimes, but something happens. Something ALWAYS happens. And they don't STOP happening.
And then I feel like a whiner and a baby. I don't want help and I shouldn't need it.
Like "you're such a ****ing loser, how ****ing dare you, you worthless piece of ****ing ****. Just shut your mouth, and ****ing deal with it."
I really appreciate the responses guys.

More than you know, really.
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.age: 34 female .bipolar I .psychosis .panic/anxiety disorder
Seroquel XR 100mg
Labetalol for high blood pressure