Driving around in the rain today did a few run around errands. It’s gloomy and rainy where I’m went to Hobby Lobby to pick up a journal 📔 because I’m going back to writing at that this point I think it will be good since so much goes on in my head that by the time I get to my next appointment with my therapist I can’t recall anything of what I wanted to speak about.
Anxiety and depression have taken its toll on my memory unfortunately. My bipolar doesn’t help the situation anymore. Times I’m am euphoric and happy and then comes the crashing down to the lows.
As I was walking through the store looking for a nice journal to pick from there was a very relaxing music playing. I began to just wonder.... how the hell did I end up here? I mean how did I become this person who I don’t even recognize anymore. I’m sooo lost and I find myself constantly looking for my old self. The one who just got on with life, laughed all the time, careless, risk taking, and loved waking up in the mornings and getting the day on.
I am no longer half of that.... I know that at that point in time I was in a manic phase for years..... I did a lot of stupid and risky things. Stuff that could have cost me my life but I was always happy, of course living on the edge, but I miss that person.
Now anxiety has taken a grip on my life, guilt, sadness, and anger boy oh boy everything manifests into anger. My anxiety gives into anger, my depression I set off like a bomb in anger, my highs and lows when not stable I’m am angry on a rage of rampage.
I don’t know who I am anymore, I just know I keep on trying to find that one person who I was at one point in life... not dependent on medication, moods weren’t as unstable at least from me looking out but to others I was always told I was a little firecracker 🧨. I get sad and angry for this is where I have come to at a point in life.