The affects that mental illness, specifically bipolar, have on us. My dealings have spanned almost 3 decades starting in high school and ending in disability. Untold doctors, meds and hospitalizations have littered my life along with loss of jobs, friends and family. This is not an easy life. It is painful. And sad. While there are good times as well I would not wish this on anyone.
I wish it were that simple. If I could look at my reflection and turn to stone. Of course it would be my luck to spend eternity still thinking(obsessing) in my head about why I'm so messed up. The flip side of my Bipolar is smiling thru all the tears.