being bipolar is like this.......
sometimes it is like those whirling rides that flatten u with gravity against the wall.....pins u down and u can't move.....feel rising panic setting in? can't breathe? heart pounding? just BRRREATTTTThe deep.....relaxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx........i have to fight feelings of phobias all the time.....it makes me anti social because i don't want to be judged....for my feelings
and then sometimes, i can out and am like a little funny leprechaun type gal.....beaming and smiling and laughing and joking and dancing.....i wonder how i appear to the so called normals. to me, they are clueless. they are greys to my fluorescent. they are washed out to me. they have no life.
i am a happy sun flower, dancing tra la!
be away from me u fools! outta my way, off with ur heads! i feel majestic and funny. i can bandy witticisms with the best of them......get away kid, ya bother me~ wcfields aside i laugh at my own jokes.....
buckle up and enjoy the ride in my head!
oh and uh p.s.
u can't get off when u want....
and all the physical bits that go with it too.....the exhaustion and giddiness and fear and elation.....
it is hard to cope with sometimes
people don't understand u
they judge u
they say u are crazy or weird
u have to hide ur own true self to the world