So much has changed since my last posts. It’s been over a month.
One would think I should have gotten used to the disheveled lifestyle of being bipolar by now but it’s still hard to deal with at all times.
Nothing in life comes easy. There is always some new battle. A new enemy looking to take what is yours. Some battles you win, others you lose. The strongest force against me is now and always been the same. It’s me.
The one thing I’ve learned…
THERE IS ALWAYS AN END