Subject: For your iPod
Since you have an iPod, I think this PodCast would interest you:
There is an episode called Teens With Bipolar disorder. It’s an hour long discussion and you can just put it on your iPod and listen to it when you’re in the car or on the go. I think a lot of it is just very dead-on. While I’m not young anymore, it really does talk about a lot of what we went through when I was younger. And some of it still pertains now. It’s sooo right… it’s a bit surprising.
Alright, well have a good day!! 😀 If you need help to put it on your iPod just let me know!!
You don’t think you were just a plain bad child when you were younger and now? We all do good things and bad things and sometimes we regret the bad things we do, but also gives us the opportunity to be better people
No, I firmly believe this is beyond just good behavior, bad behavior. Normal people with such behavior don’t experience nights in which they don’t need sleep to keep going and suicidal thoughts. It’s not normal behavior. Please listen to the podcast (it’s only an hour long) and then maybe we can have a more in-depth conversation on the matter.
Btw, this weekend is a three day weekend for me. Do you work/not work? Maybe you can come Saturday or something… or Monday. Depending your schedule. Alright, talk to you later.
Adela, if you firmly believe you are ill and the treatment helps then continue it and move on. You are now a young adult and don’t need other people to believe if you are sick or not. Its good there is a treatment for your illness and be content with that.
Alright then scratch the idea about me trying to get you to believe anything. It would just be nice to have support from my MOM, the one person I should be able to depend on for anything, when I get depressed or hypomanic.
Anyway, I take it then that you don’t want to come over this weekend?
I work the weekend.
Does ANYONE see something wrong with this besides me? Does your mom treat you like she doesn’t give a fuck about you? She makes me cry. This is pretty much the story of my life. I’m nice to people, keep it friendly, ask for some support (rarely, so when I do I really need and mean it), and then … nothing but this. *sigh* I wish someoneanyone loved me.