11 weeks, 5 days

I've never been diagnosed with bipolar disorder, nor have I ever even had an inkling that I might have it. But sometimes, my moods bounce around for no apparent reason and I just never know what I'm going to get. Today is the first time, though, that I ever recall my thoughts bouncing around in that way, literally from one moment to the next. One second, I'm feeling empowered, like I have the ability to be whoever/whatever I want to be. Then, a split second later, I'll never be enough, all of my friends have it more together than me, and I should just give up and accept it. Oh, but wait, I am capable of ANYTHING! I am a strong, intelligent, superhero with so much to offer! But, really, I suck.

11 weeks, 6 days

Today, I've been blessed with what I assume are gas pains so bad it hurts to stand up straight, lay down flat, or pretty much do anything that doesn't involve being curled up in the fetal position. I also have what the internet has diagnosed as Ringworm...on my face!

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