my life as a bipolar...

I was diognosed bipolar a while agoo...when i was still six i was a emotional disturbed child, then the diognoses changed until they got to bipolar disorder about 5 years agoo.

iI never use to care about nothing, left home early, and divide myself betwen drug smuggling studing and travelling...Never used hard drugs...but relay on alcool and weeed alcool for desapointments and emotional pain and weed for stress and hanger atcks...i thougth i had it all in a very organized caos...i was happy most of the time, and when i wasnt i would have another drinck, and see the sun rise...it was all about filling up the spaces.

know i am in love, and these person is the reflexion of my failure to society, al thoug is it a failure? not to be able to b part of something i never inted to b part of?

Any away...for him, i do evrything, and he wants so litle, all he wants  is me to stop being sad...it makes me laugh how ironic...

Any other woman would be over the moon, my lalalove is perfect sweth dedicated...

and i cant stop being sad...i cant stop myself from cry.

and that, hurts him.

I am deeply in love and for the frist time, being bipolar those matter, stoping the symmptons is mandatory. becouse i want to live these love, i want to be normal for these!!!