Tuesday, May 01, 2007
I don't even know if I spelled that right. Right now I don't care, and I usually am anal about correct spelling. I get frustrated with my living situation sometimes. I am staying at my brother's house, with him and my mom. He pays for my food and minor (sometimes major) expenses. My mother contributes too. I appreciate it, but sometimes feel trapped and bored with my life. It's not their fault. It just is. I have always had a hard time keeping jobs and managing my life. Bipolar is hard to explain. It seems like I am getting better and then things replay like a broken record. I am not on medication. I don't want to be. It makes me feel worse than I normally do. I have had a lot of counseling (individual and group) and have learned coping strategies. Even writing this blog helps. OK, I feel better now. Kinda.