Family & Friends of Bipolar Support Group
This community is dedicated to parents, siblings, grandparents, other relatives and friends of someone who is Bipolar. The purpose of this community is to help families and friends develop greater patience and understanding, as well as maintain a positive, caring relationships with those diagnosed as Bipolar.
this all took place about 5 minutes ago, literally.
I'm happy sleeping, she comes in there and wakes me up.
Her: "Give me your ebay account, I need it right quick."
Me: *groggy* "What? Use your own"
Her: "I don't know the password. Come on, just let me use yours!"
Now I have OCD, a 100% rating on my account, and I just woke up.
Me: "I don't feel comfortable giving you that information."
Her: "What? Why? Come on, it's important!!"
Me: "No, I don't feel comfortable giving it to you."
Her: "You're such a pain in the ass!!"
She gets up and slams my bedroom door as she stomps down the hallway.
Her: "Don't ever ask me to do anything for you, stupid bitch!" *Slams the door to another room*
I was just waking up and stunned. as soon as I got up and got to the computer to find a friend to tell this to (you guys) I just started crying. Why is she so mean to me?? She never says things like that to my little brother.
She's always telling me I am too much like my dad. Over the years I can only figure out that I am a painful reminder of my dad and she hates me because she hates my dad. It isn't my fault, why is she taking out it on me??
I'm happy sleeping, she comes in there and wakes me up.
Her: "Give me your ebay account, I need it right quick."
Me: *groggy* "What? Use your own"
Her: "I don't know the password. Come on, just let me use yours!"
Now I have OCD, a 100% rating on my account, and I just woke up.
Me: "I don't feel comfortable giving you that information."
Her: "What? Why? Come on, it's important!!"
Me: "No, I don't feel comfortable giving it to you."
Her: "You're such a pain in the ass!!"
She gets up and slams my bedroom door as she stomps down the hallway.
Her: "Don't ever ask me to do anything for you, stupid bitch!" *Slams the door to another room*
I was just waking up and stunned. as soon as I got up and got to the computer to find a friend to tell this to (you guys) I just started crying. Why is she so mean to me?? She never says things like that to my little brother.
She's always telling me I am too much like my dad. Over the years I can only figure out that I am a painful reminder of my dad and she hates me because she hates my dad. It isn't my fault, why is she taking out it on me??
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I find myself going places in the car and not wanting to get out of the car. I come back home and I don't want to get out of the car. I think it's the only time I spend reflecting. Chronic tiredness from Long Covid plus the immunosupressing meds for my Crohn's is slowing me down but everything just seems a massive effort. I am dealing with the paperwork following my father's death but it's not...
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Wow, it's the middle of the week already!Today is our 11 year anniversary, so we're going out to a nice dinner. I'm losing a lot of sleep these days, hence a wonky schedule and uncomfortable feelings. But I know it will pass, eventually.I hope all of you have a peaceful day, and may good things come your way!
IT'S MY FAULT?? WHY IS IT MY FAULT!!
I don't understand!!!!!!!
*sobs and cries*
It's even hard really to explain how it works when I am not in the middle of an episode yourself because it is a totally different mind state.
It can manifest as real impatience and anger but you have no control - you are so hyped up and wired you can't see the wood from the trees. Everyone else is moving around in slow motion and are just getting in the way.
It's like someone has dropped a large dose of speed or PCP in your drink. Forget moods and emotions, it feels like you are on drugs.
Please don't take it personally.
But she really should take her meds.
I have good news.
after it happened mom made herself an appointment with a therapist. her first appointment is Jan 2nd.
we're all super excited.