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I don't sleep, I don't eat well, my body hurts all of the time, and I don't know any of the answers to all of the problems laid out before me.
...and the only thing that's changed since I was doing "well" is that I feel happier more often, more consistently and for longer periods of time.
When I'm happy, I don't get anything done and never feel like I have anything to worry about, and then because I did nothing to maintain the good, or prevent the bad, everything goes to shit.
And it all starts over again.
Maybe if I took the good with the bad, worried a little bit even if things were going great, and took care of my shit before hand, I wouldn't get so low like I too often do. But then again, I'd dilute the happiness, too.
This is the nature of my bipolar lifestyle. I just wish the good and the bad were weighed on a balanced scale. I feel like a go through way more shit than rainbows.
But[t] fuck it. I'm feeling golden for the meantime.
[gimp]
...and the only thing that's changed since I was doing "well" is that I feel happier more often, more consistently and for longer periods of time.
When I'm happy, I don't get anything done and never feel like I have anything to worry about, and then because I did nothing to maintain the good, or prevent the bad, everything goes to shit.
And it all starts over again.
Maybe if I took the good with the bad, worried a little bit even if things were going great, and took care of my shit before hand, I wouldn't get so low like I too often do. But then again, I'd dilute the happiness, too.
This is the nature of my bipolar lifestyle. I just wish the good and the bad were weighed on a balanced scale. I feel like a go through way more shit than rainbows.
But[t] fuck it. I'm feeling golden for the meantime.
[gimp]