Why are we compelled to keep a long conversation going or arguing with

someone who just doesn't get it? Why do we act like we care when we

know they just can't fathom our thoughts or moods? Why do we say

"Don't you understand!!!?? How much more can I explain it!!!????" when

we know they don't.

"You want to help me? Then invent a cure all drug. You want me to get

better? Then sit at the foot of my bed when I'm depressed, or watch me

go threw my mania and keep your mouth shut until I'm ready to talk; then

give me some real answers that work!!!!!!" "You want to save me? WELL

YOU CAN'T!!!"
Sorry......needed to rant.

[Trippin2.0]

Sucks hey... I think my r/s officially ended after I said, 'you cant save me, I am what I am' idk tho, cant be sure, but I kinda am sure that THAT was the final nail in the coffin. I think we try cos we yearn for that understanding and acceptance, even tho we try to shield ourselves from that very yearning and so convince ourselves we dont give a ratsass... I know I do, and the only time the ratsass is out the window is when I'm pissy, euphoric or 'better' than everyone else. So rant away...

I think your right. We do yearn for acceptance even though we know we'll only be accepted by others like us or docs that want our money. So sad. And I actually said those exact words too. "You can't save me" and I guess she decided that she wasn't strong enough or had enough love to. So, she ran. Oh well I guess. Thanks "Trippin" you've become an angry little flame in my dark world.

[Crazy cat lady]

I get very frustrated by my husband all the time! He says he knows about bp because he's done some reading online. But he just doesn't "get" me when I'm depressed or manic. He basically can't handle it. And it got to the point where he decided he didn't want to be with me anymore. He had even developed feelings for someone else. He doesn't understand that when I get in one of my moods, I don't want to talk. Just leave me alone, and I'll get through it on my own. If I'm depressed, I don't want to talk and I'm not going to talk. If I'm manic, then stay far away from me if you don't like my yelling and screaming. Those are not the times i want to be talking. In fact, the more he tries to "help", the worse I get in both directions.

It's very hard to be surrounded by people who don't understand bp. I have one coworker who is slightly bp, but not near where I am. I couldn't go 2 weeks after having my baby before I had to get back on my meds. She went almost a year. But we are both good at faking it at work so we seem normal.

Oh I truely feel your pain. Or is it mania, depression, anxiety, or just blaaaahhh. Yep I feel it all. I am very sorry you got divorced. That sucks, but him being with another.....he just wasn't strong enough. My ex didn't want to deal with it at first, but then decided she could and even bought me an outdated book on it. Eventually they just run. It's called selfishness even though I bent over backwards to please her.
Just wanted to say HAHAHAHAHA!!!!on the faking it thing. I have to try and fake it everyday.