Bipolarity has its ups and downs, sure. But for me, the most grueling part of choosing to manage my own behaviour is the uncertainty.
Like right now, I’m kind of anxious. And I don’t know if it’s because:
- I didn’t sleep well
- I haven’t had my coffee
- I’m about to enter a depressive spiral that will shrink my world to a single room and make it hard to interact with humanity at large
- I FORGOT TO PUT THE BINS OUT
…Yeah, it was the bins.