I skipped my afternoon activity to attend an evening one and it was a bust. It was an amateur music event and i found it far too loud. I cancelled my whole afternoon to attend it and then i didn't even stay. I'm so angry!

In good news, it is the second half of June and still no hypomania. It's clear it was the antidepressants that were causing it. Last year at this time i was halfway thru my three-month episode. But i'm not enjoying life. I miss the euphoria and feeling strong and mighty and brave. Now i feel weak and helpless. Life is orderly tho and i'm not shaming myself with outrageous behavior. I know it's for the best.

Just was hoping to have some fun tonight and frustrated that it fell thru.