I have been dreading this post. Really badly..
This post should consist of things I have been doing, and maybe how my life has been progressing and such. Bad thing is it hasn’t, and I don’t want to talk about that.
I don’t want to talk about it because then it becomes real – for you and for me. Am I in denial? Yup, jump in that rive about 3 weeks ago. Its fine in here..
I just not progressing as well as I need to be. I’m actually taking a break from my goals, and focusing on my new job and the little moola that I am getting. I also have been lounging around the house on my off days. My job is okay, but I make only min. wage. I feel like a train that has been derailed.
My BP has been been okay. I’m not crying or killing, so that’s a plus in my house.
I’ve just lost wanting to do anything, anymore. My friend told me on the phone that I seemed sad, like I wasn’t the same person he’d met before. I’ve been thinking about a lot lately. Has my lust for life vanished? What happened to my dreams? Weird, I’m carving sex more than ever…
oh no…manic?!
missed my BP fam 🙂
Bipolar, Unemployed & Lost 