Woah, things got a bit intense back there. I gave myself a proper fright, however I live to fight (shuffle, complain, mess about, whatever) another day. Which is nice.
It’s not all been doom and gloom though – My partner, family and friends have been amazing. I could get quite emotional talking about it, so I won’t, but we have some nice stuff lined up for the next few weeks to keep me chipper. I have also faced down a few facts and I have finally resigned from my job since I know it’s really bad for my neurons (stupid neurons) and I want to break the cycle of mood swings I seem to have fallen into. Seven years of toughing it out is enough.
On this basis, June is going to be all about the kind of employment out there that might not mangle the bipolar mind…since I shall be seeking it myself. I’ve a couple of months before I actually leave work so I have some time to get steady again and work out properly what to do next.
I’ll be posting a little summary of May’s lessons, although I mostly learned that getting addicted to sleeping pills would be preferable to going crackers from lack of sleep (thanks Doc).