I wonder if it it my bipolar disorder that is to blame for this lifelong problem I have had being understood by anyone ... anyone at all. I call it living in "Three's Company" ... I say black, they hear white. I say rain (and I always say rain), they hear sun. I have spent the past few weeks e-flirting with a guy on Facebook only to find out from my best friend that he thought I was a lesbian. Most men actually do. Is my mania so horrifically dominant that I cannt attract a man because I am thought of as too masculine to appreciate it? I am blonde, blue-eyed, petite and have large breasts and a decent body. I accessorize. I am quite feminine, yet they hear, "Hello, MAN! I HATE men! Fuck off!" and I get nowhere. This is not only true of men but of everyone else as well. No one ever understands a word I say, so I just get quiet, and then I get nowhere at all. Is this a depression moment I am feeling here, or am I just a misunderstood bipolar girl who will never have sex again?
