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Cant sleep wont sleep

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I have had about 4 hours sleep and I am totally exhausted. I have always been an 8-10 hours kind of girl so this whole not sleeping thing is really starting to grate. There was a magical time before the Bipolar emerged that I couldn’t stay at boyfriend’s houses because I fell asleep so early; now the reason I don’t tend to stay is I can’t guarantee sleep at all. Insomnia is usually associated with highs in Bipolar; When you’re high you’re too busy having a wonderful time, being too fabulous and being far too productive to sleep; why sleep when you can deep clean your flat at 3am? Why eat when you could be writing a novel which may actually transform the world as we know it? Continue reading Cant sleep wont sleep

‘One awesome thing about Eeyore is that he’s basically clinically depressed but he still gets invited to participate in adventures’

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My Aunt sent me this after reading this post, Eeyore is now my hero

So I haven’t written for ages because I’ve been too unwell. In September a series of crummy events occurred one after the other – because apparently like buses this stuff seems to come all at once. My grandad passed away, an ex got in touch, two friends became very unwell and my relationship ended. Each of these had the potential to be a trigger in itself but together became unmanageable and despite my best efforts I went downhill. Continue reading ‘One awesome thing about Eeyore is that he’s basically clinically depressed but he still gets invited to participate in adventures’

How my anxiety can make me a douchey friend and how I try to make up for that with homemade cards

anna and iTwo and a half months ago I started going low, at first my psychiatrist thought it was a reaction to life stresses, fair enough, things weren’t great, now shes thinking it’s potentially a relapse. Without sleeping tablets I don’t sleep at all, without mood stabilizers i’m a mess, a good day is getting out of the house and being around people, a bad day is a lot worse. My anxiety is making a mess of things, I cant stick to meetings or coffees with friends and i’m basically a royal pain in the bum at the moment. Continue reading How my anxiety can make me a douchey friend and how I try to make up for that with homemade cards