So, I know I’m not BP.
How do I know this? Well it is very easy. I can trace my highs and lows to definable points.
In 1 hours time (5.AM) I have to presaent a new script.
So I haven’t slept. Nothing new for Puddlejumper but for me it was a choice.
My periods of manic activity have been the times that I have been looking for a pat on the head.
My depressions have been when I realise how far I have lowered myself to get them.
At the moment with PJ not having ANY appetites I am not getting the reassurance I need.
SO I throw myself into other stuff in the hope of a well done here and there.
This week has been a little stressful.
My bosses expect me to com eup with another 200K show.
My wife, A BP2 on new meds, has had two psychotic reactions.
My uncle is in immediate danger of dying due to a lung disease and a tumor.
I am a week behind on my studying for a good job.
Oh, and did I mention my wife is BP?
When PJ was depressed it was easier. I understand depression. I was there.
When PJ is manic. I get it…. I took amphetamine on the occasion
When PJ is freaked out on her meds….. well……. magic mushrooms….. nuff said.
I have to go now…
I have to drive 120 miles and then pitch a 200K show for 15K a year and tuition fees
And they want me to stop smoking……
Yeah right
F**K off
