Things I\'m sad about
My cat Jumbo died while I was in jail in July - favorite pet I ever had.My husband moved all of my stuff into storage while I was in jail.I have nightmares every night and never feel rested when I wake up.I can't stay settled - brain doesn't work - can't read or write since my brain started down this depression cycle. Feel like I need to cry a river of tears but I can't get the tears out.Nothing feels "real" to me anymore. Just going through the motions of life. Wish I could sleep till the depression goes away. BiPolar is a horrible illness. The only reason I'm not homeless is because of my parents. I had no place to live when I got out of the State Hopsital last month. They've been extremely gracious despite the horrible manic attacks they had to endure from me.