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If I did't laugh, I'd scream.Everything that's been happening to me lately has yielded no happy mediums. I'm either manic as hell or so down I'm numb. And I've been diagnosed for 9 years.
I manage to construct myself in positive ways, but I find my self distracted and its hard to bounce back.
I don't get it. I have a 138 IQ. But somedays I just go numb and
struggle to focus. I get a little wound up sometimes cause I get othre people. I understand and I don't just listen, I hear. I can help other people, but when it comes to me...I'm too complex to process one complete thought of decency toward my own well being.My support groups say plenty about me, but not anywhere near to what I've once accomlished in my earlier years. I know this is just the beginning of some other beginnings end. A deep breath and a xanax will pace me until I wake tomorrow.Sweet Jesus kick me through the goal posts of life! Amen.
