:::sigh:::

Welcome to my world, Buns.

It ain't pretty. I never shy away from telling people I'm bipolar (mostly controlled by meds), but those days when the depressive episode hits, I'm often curled into a ball, screaming into the phone telling my father how much I hate having a mental illness.

Being crazy can really suck ass sometimes.

I'm a crazy person, too. You can always email me and I can commiserate with you. I understand.

"Come on you raver, you seer of visions.
Come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner and shine".

You are our crazy diamond.

Fuck normality. All of the movers and shakers of the world were not sane. It was a crazy person that looked at a flat and round rock and grunted "HEY LOOK, A WHEEL!" in Og language. Be proud that you have a different perspective than most of society.

By the way, yep. The come down from manic episodes suck. Hard.

Okay.

That's the funny thing about being crazy... every time you're positive you are seeing things in a new light and have made the effort to change the things in your life you are unhappy with you wake up the next day just as unhappy as you were before.

Sometimes I wonder if it's the short-lived feeling of accomplishment that everyone's living for.

omg - i so want to move out of a big city. Please email as the name of your wonderful town. I am not a groupie, just need to live in the place you are describing. Please, I beg you, tell me the name of Hippyville. I will never tell anybody I swear. Well except for friends and family, but they dont know you, kinda like me. Please I need positive energy. Have been in a Deep Funk for 3 years following a botched suicide attempt. I need postive energy. Please.