Bwah!

I am restless.

Since denying the bipolar beast, the emotional wave has been less invasive and more managable. I think being stubborn about it all has helped. BUT, I still suffer through the shit.

Restless. Depressed. Angry. Yet very doable (is doable a word? Seriously, that just looks weird.) I really think most of what I suffer through is my whining about my life. Eh.

Just need something to do. Someone to do. SOMETHING!!!