Fuck PMS fucking with my hormones making my bipolar worse. Saturday was a really really good day for me but Sunday around 6pm I got an anxiety attack and it hasn't gone away yet. And my therapist is out of town this week so our meeting is canceled. Fuck fuck FUCK!!! I'm stuck in this cross between manic and depressive and anxious all at once.
How in the world is someone expected to "love their body!" and all that shit when one's brain is constantly playing fast and loose with its chemicals. STAHP IT, BRAIN! You're gonna get us killed!