forgotten

it's getting harder and harder to hang on to life.  Although I would never harm myself in any way, sometimes I lose my reason for living.  Everything seems to be crashing down.  My mother isn't doing well.  My bipolar symptoms are worsening even though I take my meds fatefully.  And finally I think I'm becoming an anorectic.  People only want to listen to pleasant things and right now there's nothing pleasant I can think of.  Yes I know how lucky I a.m but today I feel forgotten.