I'm feeling pretty irritated today with the stigma happening in my own house. Dad says I don't need a pdoc but the moment he thinks something is wrong with my heart it's like hey let's go to the big city and find you to the best cardiologist around. Why is it that he cares more about my heart than my brain. Oh that's right because you can see my pulse on paper and it scares you. Well guess what my bipolar brain scares me.

The boyfriend is also being a ginormous idiot he came up with the idea of let's get married after only a year of dating so that I can get on his really good insurance instead of state mandated crap. I swear am I the only smart one in this house!

I hope everyone is doing well today

In non rant news I seem to be doing okay with the med adjustment.