I'm a firm believer in Honesty. Honesty in all things, so here goes.
I've been sick. Not the physical sick. But mentally sick. It's the bipolar and has consumed me. I went off my meds because I thought I was getting better. Today, I was unable to stop crying and when I called my doctor her office was already closed. I will call tomorrow.
I am seriously considering committing myself into the hospital for a few days, but am worried about my kids. Both have assured me that they will be fine, but that won't keep me from worrying about them and that's not going to get me better.
I've contemplated suicide more than once in my life and that's where I am now. I'm lonely, I'm depressed, worried about my father and so many other things going on that I just don't want to list.
If you have a comment that is nasty, don't post it.. I'll remove it and leave you one that will tear you to shreds.
I'm just trying to be honest with where I am right now...