My mind is really heavy today. In addition to these neverending allergies (blasted allergies!), I'm deep in thought about my friend. As many of you know, I've got a friend with bipolar disorder. This is the first time I've ever dealt with anyone with the disease and it's SO hard. I wish there was a support group or something (maybe there is?) I could go to because I've done all the reading I can do. Last night he called obviously agitated and bit my head off. I'd like to say those things don't bother me and that I've got a thick skin, but of course that's not the case. I'm the most sensitive baby in the world and I don't know how to not take it personally, even though I know the source of his anger wasn't anything I did or said. I miss him. I miss my friend. I hope he comes back soon.
Luckily, my iPod nano has been doing me proud on "shuffle" mode and playing a bunch of The Cure today - as if it knows I need some karmic guidance from my fave band in the world. There's nothing like The Cure to make me feel better (or at least somewhat comforted). No, I don't understand it either.
On a funny note, Time Warp Girl sounds like how I'd imagine the 80's sound when she walks - bangle bracelets clanging non-stop. She never ceases to make me chuckle at something she's wearing. Speaking of clothes, there's this other girl at work who used to wear the EXACT same thing every day. For three years. Seriously, the same thing. I don't know why it surprises me, but it does. Still. She actually varies her outfits now, but I can't get over the three year trend. I guess it'd make picking out your outfit easy every day, right?
My mind is really heavy today. In addition to these neverending allergies (blasted allergies!), I'm deep in thought about my friend. As many of you know, I've got a friend with bipolar disorder. This is the first time I've ever dealt with anyone with the disease and it's SO hard. I wish there was a support group or something (maybe there is?) I could go to because I've done all the reading I can do. Last night he called obviously agitated and bit my head off. I'd like to say those things don't bother me and that I've got a thick skin, but of course that's not the case. I'm the most sensitive baby in the world and I don't know how to not take it personally, even though I know the source of his anger wasn't anything I did or said. I miss him. I miss my friend. I hope he comes back soon.
Luckily, my iPod nano has been doing me proud on "shuffle" mode and playing a bunch of The Cure today - as if it knows I need some karmic guidance from my fave band in the world. There's nothing like The Cure to make me feel better (or at least somewhat comforted). No, I don't understand it either.
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