Sometimes I feel this way, but lately much stronger. I think there are cycles we go through. I always benefited from having my daughter in university at the same time as me. I was broken and tired and wanting to give up at the end of one semester a few years ago. I told her I couldn't take it any more.

She told me EVERYONE feels that way at the end of the semester. So maybe you are just feeling that crush that comes right now. Hope you get back to not being fragile soon. A good break should help. If not, then it is time to start looking for some concrete ideas to change this feeling.

Thank you, Angela. I went through the overwhelmed thing already - bipolar and end of term maddness don't mix! i don't know i part of the fragile feeling is just because I left my notebook at home with all the sources I needed for my open book exam and when I realised I was in trouble without it I didn't have time to go back. During the exam I could feel my thoughts drifting, just a lot of really random thoughts. Sometimes I'd write them down and then realise what I did and have to scratch through all that I'd written. I was just so detached from everything. In the end I don't think anything made sense, driving the two hours home was a nightmare - can't say how many times I zoned out to find myself on the shoulder of the oncoming traffic lane. Today I just feel mentally and emotionally sore like I've flu, or that I'm hungover. I just want to move gently because I feel like I could break into a millions pieces and float away any moment.

I think I felt something similar just last night. It was one of those hard days - didn't kick to the ground but only because I fought so hard...

Sex went weird for me, that's always a good clue that my brain's doin' it's BP thing. After that I took a nap and woke up feeling so... yeah, fragile.

I'd had a dream about my ex and his friends, they were at a school I'd just started attending and a mutual friend kept talking to them even tho her and I swore those guys off 'cause they're so toxic. I couldn't understand how my best friend was being so nice to them, or why I even made eye contact with those bastards. I hate them.... So having to deal with them in such a realistic dream really upset me. Luckily I had someone to cuddle with almost instantly after waking.

But the bf could tell I was feeling "funky" and he tried to get me to laugh when I said I just kept on feeling like crying (this happens when my girlie parts get ready for hell week) and so he REALLY tried to get me to laugh. Not sure what he was doin' lol but he grabbed my arms to wiggle them around - just to be silly you know but whew it back fired 'cause I burst into tears right then and bawled for like five minutes straight before he got me calm.

Then I felt like crap 'cause he thought it was his fault I was crying! LOL

I know my one year of college was hectic, messy, scary and I honestly don't wanna go back.

Be proud you made it through the semester! Perhaps if the teacher gives you a really wretched grade or before he can even get to grading it you could explain your situation with a doc note and request a retest? I wouldn't stress it tho really, it's done n done, I bet it wasn't as bad as you think

i am SO happy it's done, whether i passed remains to be seen. i'm envious that you hjave readily avialble cuddler though. it's so nice to have a partner who understands that what happens in our heads is so hard to shake off sometimes. he had a good idea i think though, maybe i'l feel better if i go out and do something silly and try to laugh a little...i already visited with aunt flo so i've reached my crying jag quota for the month. hope she's not too evil to you.

sometimes I get like that. I'm jobhunting as everybody probably knows cuz I cant' stop talking about it, and that makes me very fragile. I think about my past a lot. I have no self confidence.
I hope your negative feelings pass soon. hugs to you.

I was finding the strong, fighter within me again when the family crap started. Now I am feeling fragile again. But not for long. I feel my illness is improving with my new meds but the fighter in me, the survivor has to remember to pick my battles wisely.

I am learning and growing but as of now, the fragile part of me is out and about even as the strong, survivor fights her way out. If that all made sense.

I feel like that at the moment. I am sorry you feel like that and i do hope you start to feel better .i think you will pass too .