BEING BIPOLAR

This is one of those days when I am mad about being bipolar. I'm mad that I don't drive because I'm bipolar...it's not worth the fight I would have to have with my brother and kids for the small amount of driving I woud do ... but I hate the lack of independence it creates. Granted I can call Karen and pay her to drive me; but that gets expensive after awhile. So I was counting on a friend (older friend) who I don't like to ask to take me too many places because she gets tired and I feel like I'm imposing, etc....so I start feeling like a burden and my morale goes to hell. and my mood goes below the "NORMAL" line and we start a little depression going. I used to get mad at things like that but it doesn't do any good to get mad because I'm not going to do anything about it.....I couldn't afford a car even if I argued with everybody about driving and there's no way my brother is going to let me drive any of his vehicles...so we're right back to square one. I guess I just needed to blow off some steam. I'll get up tomorrow and won't need to go anywhere and life wiill probably look fine after I take my morning cocktail of meds. The good news is I'm still losing weight.