Hidden Demons

I don't mind. Having Bi-Polar disorder that is. What I do mind is the way that everyone is tiptoeing around me like I'm some grenade about to explode. The hushed whispers, the sympathetic and patronising stares and the small sad smiles. All I want is for everything to just be the same as before I was diagnosed, for people to treat me normally. But how can that be if I don't even feel like me anymore? {Louis AU} {Larry Bromance} {OC involved}