You know how the Earth has two different Poles? That's what I compare myself to. I have two different sides. One is funny and happy, the otherwise my worst nightmare. I have insomnia? It's horrible. When I can sleep I see things.
Bi-Polar"ism" is hard to deal with. Many people say " ha that would be easy to deal with. No, no it's not.
The only things that keep me happy are TV shows, books, and movies. They all have a semi happy ending. So why can't I? I see no end to this pain and suffering.
I'm constantly told I'm not good enough. And that makes me want to be the best. But trying to be the best has a price. Like OCD, BiPolarism, and ADHD.
I wonder how I survive with all that wrong with me. The only thing that keeps me going is my daddy. Yes, I call him daddy. No judgies. 😛 He's my rock. My favorite person in the whole world. The only one that doesn't judge me for my grades, or anything else.
He's my best friends. But I only see him once or twice a year. And during the rest of the year is when I'm depressed.
One minute I'm sad. The next I could be dying of laughter. There's really no saying. Not anymore anyways. Why do we have friends if we are going to drift apart anyways.
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Letters To Me
Short StoryThis is just part of my struggle. Some may laugh at my pain. Some may not care. But to me, this is my life.
