Okayy... My issues have actually become more seriouse then i could ever imagine. Ther are some days when i am as happy as ever and the next im either screaming while throwing objects like a raving lunatic or im crying over absolutley nothing. Okayy quick example... I had a "moment" at Royal Farms the other day... I cried like a fool all because the pumps were full... and the one that i got was out of order. But i guess my main concern is that i dont know who i really am... I cant tell the difference between the disorders and the real me anymore. Andas i stated previously it has began to seriously affect my relationships on the outside. I talk to nobody. I go nowhere. and if I do its only because I had a doctors appt and had to pick up a few th ings from walmart. I been single for 2 years because i dont want to open up to anyone about anything. and this recent diagnoses of post traumatic stress disoder has really threw me in a stage of misunderstanding and sadly i have been using alcohol to deal with this. all i want is to know "me" not the "bipolar me'. I mean sometimeas i actually scare myself with how violent i can get. I have many notches under my belt involving assault both verbal and physcial. And sadly i have gaind a reputation as "The physcotic bitch". what do i d and how do i cope with all this and live a normal 21 year olds lifw? Please someone anyone help me. At least try.


I am pretty certain I just came from where you are and I am equally certain that I will be there again. Sooner than later. And sometimes I loose all hope for ever feeling OK with this disorder, or even feeling that there is a me besides this disorder. I am fortunate to be able to work alone most of the time. I've only broken one calculator by throwing it up against the office wall - when actually I feel like beating it to a pulp every day. Some days I will cry the whole day long at work for no real reason. When the question was raised What good things come from this disorder I thought "What nonsense." "Would you give up this disorder." - Oh, hell yeh, I'd pay someone to take this away from me.
Cathryne