Wow.
So many things have happened since my last post. I got fired from the library Aug. 19th. Long story but job performance was a big part of it. To be honest I had quit caring and it showed... alot. I got back into therapy and am seeing a guy named Marty at least once a week if not every two weeks. That's helping out a lot. They diagnosed me with cyclic mood disorder and depression. So basically it's bi-polar. I got on some medication and have been taking that. It's helping but knowing that I am bi-polar makes me feel really bad for some reason. I mean I know it's not something that I can help, but I wonder how much easier things could have been if they had caught this earlier. Like say back in high school. Would I still be the person I am today? I don't know. I'm not really dealing with this diagnosis very well. I've been quite snippy at people and flying off the handle over the smallest things. Dr. Peckham told me it would take awhile for the medicine to star