Everything sucks...and i'm not saying that in a depressed way...I'm saying it as if you asked me how my day was and I say "It was fine".    But it's so true.  You can look at anything, and find negative.  Hell, I'm Queen of pessimism.   You can look at: a car....it causes pollutiona radio...it's too loud, the bass is too weak, it's uglya toy....it's old, it's dirty, it's uselessa beeper...they're crazy, unstablea saner....the're ignoranta kitten....they poop. There's always something negative about everything.  BUT...there's is always something positive about everything as well.  Even the worst possible thing.  Not saying that I wish tragedies on anyone, but there is something positive that comes from that too.   Anyone in the throes of BP cannot see the positive that can come from anything.  I actually can't believe that I am writing this, b/c I am by far not an optimistic person.  I don't even know what the hell possessed me to start writing this.  I was going to rant about how "sure, everything sucks."   and I guess I took a turn somewhere in there.  hmm...mood stabilizer please? Perhaps I've just had an epiphany.  Nah...I'm sure I'll still be pessimistic, but wow...hey, there's something positive in everything too.