My husband just isn't very good at dealing with this. He just doesn't get it. Unless I completely shut down he just treats me like normal. He just cannot get it into his head that I am sick. Plus he just gets so annoying to me because he doesn't get it and I just fight with him.

I have a best friend with whom I used to be unfailingly honest about everything and I felt like she really got it and understood Bipolar and didn't judge me. Then we had a huge thing about Bipolar and though we are close again I just don't feel like I have that space anymore and it is really difficult and sad for me. Now that I am depressed again I realize how much I needed that space. I am sure she would want me to talk to her if she knew I felt like this but there is something stopping me. Perhaps pride ?

My other friends either have no idea what to say or go into problem solving mode or just don't get Bipolar. So talking to them can just make things worse.

I'm just feeling so low and I have so much to say and nothing to say at the same time. And I don't know but I just want to talk to somebody but I don't. Maybe I just don't want to be alone with it. I just want somebody to I don't know. See me. Hear me. Shrug.