I don't think things trough.
I let words out of my mouth before I know what's the sentence I'm going for... Or even the damn word.
I do things before I calculate is it... I know.. Safe for others or... Me....
For the fuck sake... I'm trying really hard here not to go and do something nasty to our neighbors... Who the hell things it's OK to start tap dancing in the middle of night?..
Where was I?
Oh... Bloody hell.
I'm just so tired.
Hi all few readers.
Sorry for absence.
My life is such a roller-coaster currently that haven't been able to write it down or.. Art that is important to me.
My Bipolar have been teaching me this new thing called depression and I'm really hard trying to learn how to handle it.
I'm still without any working medication and as long as there's nothing to balance this shit a bit, I really can't began therapy.
I'm seriously thinking to try to get on disability pension, of course it's not up to me, but it feels like the best way for me to get even bit better someday. Because in all this uncertainty, pressur and pain and darkness its fucking hard to get better.
But... You know me... Never give up, never surrender.
