I hate it. I was hypomanic for a couple of weeks. It was wonderful, then of course what goes up must come down. I crashed, ever since everyday seems to be getting worse, more and more depressing. I have started to reach out to family and they are just saying dumb things like, "Well what are you doing about it?" or "why are you depressed?" Well if I had the answer to that then I would be a genious! I don't know why maybe because I am bipolar and I cry and get depressed for no reason. My mom said get out of the house for awhile. All sounds good but I feel like I am on death row. I feel like I am confused and just feel lousey. I have my dr.'s visit on tuesday.
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