Can someone please tell me why the electric meter reader cannot open my gate to read the meter – but the local elderly Mormons have ZERO difficulty getting through it?
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Whoaa… it’s been a while since I’ve posted on my Blog.. I guess life’s just been busy. My new medication for the Bipolar really drags me down. I hardly know who I am these days. I’m certainly not the over-the-top-happy person I was before the medication. But, *sigh* at least I am sleeping better.. and talking “a little” less. I’m sort of angry that I wasn’t diagnosed long before now. I know that my life may have turned out very different if those around me knew of my illness. It sure explains a great deal… especially how I don’t feel I’ve ever been truly ‘close’ to anyone. I feel the Bipolar Disorder robbed me of that.. the ability to really connect to another human being.
I know.. another pity party. I’d like some cheese to go with my whine.. thanks.
-M
