Over the years, I've been aware I have most of the symptoms of bipolar and the mania and depression that comes with it.
As I'm sure most people with it are aware, it just sucks and I'm now at the point I don't have interest in anything at all and would really want to give up on life. Even smaller things set me off and make me feel useless and helpless.
I feel as though I'm a compulsive liar and I've been reading about the possible correlation of telling added lies as part of trying to make myself look high and mighty which when I think about it has been very true.
It's more frustrating when I recognise what I say or so much later and how destructive t can be especially with those I care about.
I just don't know what to do. I don't even see the point of this pitiful existence we all seem to have. We seem to be born to die - as cliché as it sounds there isn't really a hole in that reasoning.