This is what it was like yesterday. (I'm fifteen years old by the way) I woke up, super happy. I took a bath with lots of bubbles and I was happier then a pig in mud. I was playing with the water and bubbles, blowing bubbles in the air, spinning around in the water, singing happy songs. I mean, it's as cheasy as it sounds, but I was very happy. I eat lunch, and I'm still pretty happy. I go to the park and read a book, still very happy. I come home, and all of sudden I am so depressed. I cry, yell, scream, and think about all the bad things in my life. I feel like commiting suicide and my whole life is collapsing on me. This goes on until night arrives, and I become a silly, teenager again: Lip-synching to my music with a hair brush in hand as my microphone, moving my hips and wearing nothing but my bra and undies.
Today, I woke up un-happy. I woke up in such a bad mood. Crying and stuff. I walk out of my room and smash my hand on a few things. I become angry at many things such as the screaming children outside my window who don't shut up until midnight. I watch The Lost Boys 2, and then become even more down for some reason. I though thta my bring me up but it didn't. I feel so depressed that I go eat some stuff that are NOT apart of my diet. I get a phone call from my sister, and I'm still down. I'm STILL a little bit down right now.
Now, from what I understand. Bi-polar people have it more severe then that. Where their in a ditch for days and won't eat or anything.
God Bless.
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