You know what’s the worse thing about having bipolar?
Knowing that most relationships have a time limit.
A point of when the other person is done with you
They don’t understand you
They don’t believe you
They don’t know the difference between you and your bipolar
They don’t understand that sometimes they are the same person
They don’t understand how strongly we feel
How much we hurt
People say well you’ve hurt me
Guess that means I deserve to be hurt back
I’ve always known
That I would end up alone
I was completely fine with that
Until I met the person I thought would be there for ever and ever
But fairy tales are just that
Tales of things we broken people don’t have access to
So I will content myself with broken,alone, but at least free of judgement
Everyone says take your meds
But those that say that don’t know how we feel when we take them
Besides feeling sick constantly and the memory problems it causes
It makes me feel like someone else
Like the world is telling me I’m defective and need meds to help
This is my life, I might as well get use to it.
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