My dear friends,

My T and I found out what is so wrong with me this time, and it seems to go wrong for more than a year now but I just didnt wanna pay attention to it.
This mde is entwinned with mixed states, anxiety, manic moments and a lot of aggressivity.

I became treatment resistant. And probably rapid cycling.

Just the idea of it makes me so furious that I wanna fight against it.
I need to do a few more exams then I told my T to find me a psydoc who d'be a molecule magician and who ll find me the accurate treatment.
And its because i am so mad that i dont give up.
Bipolar has no right to control the French Empire.
This Empire is ruled by an Empress.
And if bipolar attacks me, i see no reason why i should agree with that.

Yes friends, i am at war with the evolution of bipolar.
Finally, i m fortunate to be aggressive, if it keeps my brains away from swinging, devellop my will and keep hope alive.

But its hard, real hard. To me its the 1rst time its hard like that.
Sometimes i wish it was just a nevrotic depression, i wish i was normal. And sometimes, of course, i wanna dump the Empire. Reduce the Empress to noting.
And sleep..