That title makes no fucking sense.
You're welcome.
I'm still not sleeping great. I don't feel tired at 10 like I normally would. So I've been going to bed around 11. And then it takes me 1-2 hours to fall asleep because my mind starts racing. Thinking about everything. Like rainbows. And shoveling dog shit, which I need to do.
I wasn't too groggy this morning, which was nice. We'll see how that lasts after I take my morning dose of Geodon.
Mood wise I feel pretty well. Though I keep feeling threatened to be overwhelmed by tiny little things. Like making too much smoothie this morning.
Seriously. Too much smoothie. Apparently a big deal.
Clancy you weird little fucker.
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Sunday, January 5, 2014
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
I'm writing again because I need to vent. My blood is boiling right now. My anger and irritability is skyrocketing and I feel like screaming and crying and putting my fist through something. I need to completely lose my shit.
People. People piss me the fuck off. A few people in particular. A few people who seem to think that if I change my diet and go outside more I'll be "cured" of bipolar disorder.
As if it's that simple.
Don't you think that I would have FUCKING DONE THAT ALREADY if it was that simple??????
You know what? No. I'd rather be bipolar. I'd rather put myself, my family, and my friends through FUCKING HELL rather than going gluten free.
Stupid. Fucking. Moron.
I've gone gluten free. I've cut out sugar. I cut out caffeine. I exercise, I meditate, I pray, I get outside, I play, I read positive quotes in the mornings, I give myself positive affirmations. I do all this shit and I'm not fucking cured.
Fuck gluten free. Gluten is fucking delicious and I eat it again. Fuck caffeine free. I fucking love coffee and I drink it in moderation. Fuck sugar free. Artificial sweeteners can be more harmful and everything in moderation is fucking okay.
FUCK YOU FUCKING FUCKERS WHO PISS ME THE FUCK OFF.
What I'm feeling right now is not rational. I know this. But I can't fucking control it at the moment.
And that's why I'm writing.
So I don't fracture my knuckle again.
People. People piss me the fuck off. A few people in particular. A few people who seem to think that if I change my diet and go outside more I'll be "cured" of bipolar disorder.
As if it's that simple.
Don't you think that I would have FUCKING DONE THAT ALREADY if it was that simple??????
You know what? No. I'd rather be bipolar. I'd rather put myself, my family, and my friends through FUCKING HELL rather than going gluten free.
Stupid. Fucking. Moron.
I've gone gluten free. I've cut out sugar. I cut out caffeine. I exercise, I meditate, I pray, I get outside, I play, I read positive quotes in the mornings, I give myself positive affirmations. I do all this shit and I'm not fucking cured.
Fuck gluten free. Gluten is fucking delicious and I eat it again. Fuck caffeine free. I fucking love coffee and I drink it in moderation. Fuck sugar free. Artificial sweeteners can be more harmful and everything in moderation is fucking okay.
FUCK YOU FUCKING FUCKERS WHO PISS ME THE FUCK OFF.
What I'm feeling right now is not rational. I know this. But I can't fucking control it at the moment.
And that's why I'm writing.
So I don't fracture my knuckle again.
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