Bipolar. Animals

stuck in my own head too much.

It’s a startling phenomenon when your favorite foods don’t make you feel better, or when you’re too depressed to eat them at all.

If you could read my mind, would you still think I was a beautiful creature?

When everything in the world seems fake, except how you feel.

Sometimes reality slips away and I have no idea what beast I really am.

I now have compassion, even for those I do not understand.

Sucky mood is sucky.

Depressed. Penguin. Lonely in a crowd of friends.

Sad. Hamster. Doesn’t feel as cute as she is.

I want to stay in bed all day. Problem?