washingtonbound
Bluelighter
I've been diagnosed bipolar which I really see as a catch all phrase for any kind of mood disorder, and over the past few years the symptoms have gotten worse and worse. People can see in in my face that I am struggling with something and therefore makes it impossible for me to hold jobs or make long term friendships. I am almost 23 and still live with my mom but I am trying to get out and move with my dad because she reminds me of my illness all the time. I don't get any joy waking up in the day, it rather a struggle to see if I can get through out with out smacking the shit out of myself (my form of self harm). Its clearly a neurobiological thing like all these illnesses are and I have zero relief from it. Been on all the pill mill drugs and been to facilities and it is like a revolving door. I really would just like to put some earmuffs on, and blow my fuckin off with no trace of survival. I am no longer able to live with intrusive thoughts all day every day and I hate how the world is going enough already that I really wanna call it quits already.