It has left me running the race so slowwwwly, I'm sometimes not quite sure if I'm even moving forward in life.


Its has left me with fewer options waiting for me at the finishing line.


It has left me frustrated and angry, because instead of a great career and a life all figured out, all my lovely IQ is worth now is making steam come out of my ears like I'm some stupid cartoon character.


So bipolar has left me a cartoon character who runs in slow motion while steam comes out of her ears, except I don't think any of this is *****ing funny.


I never aspired to be a looney toons character.