Ah f*** man, I hate all this negativity and having to write about it but I need to keep a record…
I don’t want to be this way, I beg every deity that I know of to free me from this Crash… and I’m agnostic.
By now I imagine you’re sick of reading about this mood but it is what it is. I am still suffering from it. There is no escape.
8 hours sleep, again normally I would be chuffed with this but I’m flat, I didn’t want to get out of bed, then I didn’t want to move from the sofa.
I haven’t done anything of real consequence today and I don’t want to. Deep down that bothers me but I cannot muster the energy to care.
Every time I hear a firework go off I am taken back to New Years Eve last year, a very happy memory which carries so much sorrow now…
I’ve actually turned my phone on to Do Not Disturb, the thought of being wished Happy New Year will break me… I have nothing to be happy about at the minute… as dramatic as it sounds it is what I am feeling… it’s just darkness…
My battle with Bipolar 