Dear bipolar,
I know we are just starting to get to know each other, but I've felt you with me for as long as I can remember. I tried so incredibly hard to ignore you,and I wish I could go back to those days. I wish I could have kept my eyes closed forever, but of course you wouldn't let me. You increasingly complicate my life and rob me of my sense of self. The more of you I choose to see, the more of me just slips away. I take a fistful of pills everyday to SHUT YOU UP. Not only does that not work, but it also strips me of emotion, adds pimples and pounds and costs me buckets of money. It's my sincerest hope that we can learn to coexist. I didn't ask for you, but I want to find out how to accept you. Please stop torturing me. Please stop using my body to do insane irrational things. Please take your intrusive thoughts and your desperation and beat it. Please let me be peaceful and loving with the people in my life, myself included. Can't we all just get along?
-furiousfever-

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