I was finally diagnosed and released with a handful of prescriptions. I was diagnosed with Bipolar Mood Disorder and Ritualistic Organizational OCD. It was really hard to swallow. But I've come to accept it. Although there are a lot of bad days.
Today is a bad day. I'm all alone. And I've been having steady panic attacks all day, mostly ones where I just wanna cry. I don't know why. I often ask myself what's wrong with me? I should be able to just be alone and be fine. But I can't. I don't understand. I hate it.
Today for example, all I've done is sleep. And cry. And I can't help it. It's hard.
I try to console myself with the thought that maybe tomorrow will be better. That's all I can do, right?
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