Right now I feel totally hopeless. I can’t work at the moment, can hardly move, can’t see friend or family unless they come to me which only my family do and had to pull out of university for the semester. Bipolar has taken so much from me. I see everyone out having a good time but I can’t go. Still, I won’t end my life for love of my family and few friends. Unless I was psychotic I just wouldn’t put that kind of agony on them.