I was recently diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder I originally went to see the doctor for anxiety. I was completly unaware I had Bipolar II Disorder. Sure, I was always severely depressed, but I had my happy weeks too. I never realized my behavior was abnormal. But today I while looking through all my witty posts from 2011 to the last time I posted in 2013, I realized just how bad off I was. Bipolar Dossorder is real. Do not be ashamed. Do not ignore it. Get help.
Why Me? - EPILOGUE - Every morning I wake up to alarm blairing in my ear, signaling me to another routine-oriented day. I roll out of bed and make my way to the bathroom, stumbling occasionally over yesterday's outfit and a lone shoe. I step into the shower almost slipping, but I catch myself and wake up almost immediately. Standing there I feel the warm stream of water trickling down my imperfect body. I look down at boobs too small, a stomach too large, and thighs that should not be so close together. I quickly look away. I cannot get negative thoughts in my head. I do not want go through it all again. With my eyes closed I pour shampoo on my hair and let the suds take over my hands. The shower used to be my favorite place to think. Now it was a death-hole. One wrong thought could lead to another wrong year. I finish my shower quickly and place my feet on the fluffy rug, looking at myself in the fog covered mirror. I throw a towel around myself so that I can hide all of my all-too-many imperfections. Traveling back into my room I dry my long multi-colored hair and let it fall into natural waves. I apply heavy makeup to hide my face and head to my closet to find an outfit that hides all my bad areas. Leggings and an owl sweatshirt do the trick. I add some cute heals with it to accentuate my butt, which is my only good feature. I top off the outfit with some cute jewerlly and grab my purse. (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=78873645). Out to door again and into my car to drive to the worst place in the world-- Hell… I mean, school.