Tuesday 626

I used to have another blog. For a long time it gave me release. I made some good friends there. But it doesn't really matter if blogs run in consistency I guess. That's just my compulsive need for order, for sense which my life does not always have. Lately it has none. Rapid cycling for around six or seven weeks for no apparent reason except that I am bipolar for no apparent reason.. So I'm back. I'm a retired paralegal, living with my brother. Single and intending to stay that way because relationships are to difficult for those of us with this disorder. I've been llucky enough to have met two soulmates in this lifetime....Did I mention they were bipolar? You guesssed it the relationships were troubled.

Right now I am exhausted from cycling; on klonopin which seems to be helping the rapid cycling; having trouble getting back into a semi structure. Just about the time I thing things are going well, some thing weird happens -- like I lose track of where I've been...or something I just had my hands on. The Ativan was working pretty well. I may try one of those just to see if I can get my bearings. Thiis reminds me of the time right before Iwent on abilify. or the time Alice went down the rabbit hole! Who knows maybe tomorrow I'll wake up and be someone else.