(About burning the papers last year. I had two piles of papers, one to burn and one to file. I got them mixed up in my hazy, crazy mind and burned the wrong papers. I can't even remember why I did that, or what happned in my mind to make such a bad mistake. My husband got home and saved most of the papers, he found me in bed passed out and could hardly wake me up. I was almost overdosing. It was probably my worst episode and it was before I was diagnosed as BP).
I know he is frustrated with my health problems but this is no way to handle it - to dump on me and let me sit here all day stewing in it. I was depressed before and now I feel worse. I'm so upset about being denied again for SSD. How long must I wait to get a break in this life?
I feel like I can't share anything with my husband anymore because he always throws it up in my face.
Thanks for letting me vent.
do you like to dance? sleeping is better than dying and dancing is better than sleeping sometimes swiming is better than sleeping. Skiing is great but i never tried it. So the moral of the story is skiing, swimming, sleeping and dancing is better than dying. I think im bipola dont no yet for sure but you day sounds like part of the story of my life. Thank you.