So as you have noticed. I have been very emotional these past couple of weeks. And I can't really react to every single thing because I am busy. I still have gazillion of things to do.. but.. I can't because I need rest. Been sick the whole week already and I haven't been better. I hope to see a silver lining soon. Been working my ass off and I feel it isn't going anywhere. I have to suck it up until I am able to find a job I really like. I am trying not to settle for less.. but I am also having the desire to do what I really love. Nowadays, therapy has been crossing my mind. How I wish I have a shrink friend so it won't be so costly. I think I need to have therapy in order for me to live and survive. Life has been really rough on me and sometimes I already think of giving it up. That's why I have been thinking that therapy may be necessary for me. I am not saying I am not okay. But I can't say I am. I am somewhere. Lost, I guess. But I have to keep ...
Diaries of a bipolar.