Living is so hard. Every girl has asked why they have to put up with periods. It has to be a monthly cycle. A monthly struggle. I felt a little suicidal yesterday and today. I also felt murderous. There's internal rage. Here I am contemplating on tapering with my meds and just come off of it without consulting with my doc first. I was planning on going down to 25mg after my period and then stop when I run out. The prescription was fully served already and I need to go back to get a new one, and that costs money. I just want to manage it on my own. I know this is a bad idea but fuck it. I'm living life naturally as a person with bipolar II disorder, as God intended (not really lmao). Oh yeah, speaking of, I went to church last Sunday and the Sunday before that. Two church going Sundays :D I need to go to confession so I partake in the holy communion. "Can't take the host if you have mortal sin," - that one nun who sat beside me that one time.
My ear is itchy. I think my foot has a fungus. I hate my life. Why does my period exacerbated a lot of stuff ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ
I think I'm done ranting for now.
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