I guess my fuck you phase is still going… well… I did say that it was coming to an end.
To be honest:
I’m pissed because I had a trip this weekend.
I’m pissed at God for making me this way.
I’m pissed at everyone that doesn’t get it, and thinks that I can control it.
I’m pissed when people don’t use my language and they still use the words “mental illness” and “manic episode” or “psychotic.”
I’m pissed when my husband and I get in fights over this.
I’m pissed at my family for not understanding.
I’m pissed at myself for not understanding them.
I don’t know what it is like to be on the other side.
I do know what it is like to be on mine.
AND IT EFFING SUCKS SOMETIMES.
HAVE A GREAT DAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!