i can’t help but think is something wrong with me everyday. i will sleep all day in bed & then wake up rearranging my whole room & planning out my whole life. i will push the ones who are closest to me away. i drink to feel normal. i starve myself & then binge in the middle of the night. i feel ugly & gross...& then i feel like i’m on top of the world & a goddess. when i was first being diagnosed with bipolar i felt sick. like telling people that you have bipolar & the way they look at you, like they think,”oh, that’s why she’s like that.” but it’s me. i can’t help it. i don’t know what i’m typing really but i just hope maybe someone can understand.