Another [STRING OF BLISTERING EXPLETIVES] bipolar depressive episode. It was bad enough to make me miss work and stay in bed all morning. That's two in six days. Usually they're more than a month apart. Usually I can fight my way through more than half of them.
Usually I come out of them with a hopeful attitude that each one makes me stronger and teaches me how to better manage the next one.
Two episodes in six days. I know intellectually that things like this can happen when the dosages of my meds get changed. But emotionally I feel so defeated. And scared that I'll lose control like I did three years ago.
I'm not always brave about this. Not right now.
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