I really dont think other peoples minds are as scattered and vibrant as mine. If they are, I must be a much weaker person. I am bipolar, and I know what to look for regarding that, but I am also medicated. I know, meds dont fix everything. I of all people agree with that, but like I said, I know what is the bipolar and how to respond to it. It seems that every time I sit to write, I can think of a million things to complain about, a million ways my day was "completely ruined" and rarely do I first think of the happy things.
Today for example, I could complain that I had to get up with the kids, even tho I was sick yesterday. I could complain that I did all of the housework that was done today, even tho I still am very achy. I really want to complain that I havent been babied one little bit since Ive been sick.
But even as I reread what is written, I see how petty it all is. If those are the worst aspects of my day, well, Ive had a pretty good day.
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