... with some of the urges and drives that the infected exhibit, and thus they are able to remain, to some extent, reasoning. These psychoses are likely to be anything from sociopathy to extreme cases of bipolarism to schizophrenia. She's not sure of the exact issues that might enable an infected to remain at least partially sane, but she notes that thus far, this is the only pattern to be seen. - ...
... you can!", could still be that same deamon fucking with me; after all , you can't knock something down until you build it up)... It sucks having this feeling. Maybe this is a sign of bipolarism.. or something.. not like manic-depressive but a whole different kind.... something they don't even have a name for yet. oh well, naming your deamons won't make you control them... just something to curse ...
... don't know. I kind of miss her. Hopefully she visits soon instead of partying at UCLA all the time -_-x ________________________________________ Why is it so hard to talk to you? I mean...honestly what am I doing wrong? im so sick of these ups and downs..this unpredictability. this bipolarism. I can never read what's going on . But I guess that just makes the end game so much more rewarding
...care what my splits were, I'd looked really strong and my form looked really good, good stride, etc, so she was happy with my run. Turns out, unlike most runs recently where I tell her at the end how much I didn't hit my splits, I did hit many of them today! Goal/Actual 8:23/8:28 8:10/8:06 7:57/7:46 7:44/8:06 (oops) 7:30-7:32/7:38 So I'm back on a running-confidence upswing. Fear my bipolarism!
...this year ... alone . (She has since been given two more electro-shock treatments.) He was the victim of both parents sexually abusing him, dealing with a life long battle of PTSD, bipolarism, possible development of schizophrenia, general confusion and anger ... fear he would become a child molester like his father is .... all while trying his very hardest to have a normal relationship with me;...
... toward the exit. I cast a nervous glance back toward Alice, who’s eyes urged me to follow her. Why, I didn’t know. But she and I were going to have a serious talk about her sudden onset of bipolarism. “Ok,” I said, getting up quickly. “I guess I don’t have much of a choice. A promise is a promise. But, I need to ask Emmett something real quick. And I have to go back to the dorm ...
"i'm so tired... of playing... playing with this bow and arrow...." i love you portishead. but really, i appologize for not posting in like... NINE WEEKS. my life has been a horrible trainwreck of explosions and fires. highs and lows, as per usual.... but also some rock-bottoms. i'm so horrible at relationships... and i wish i knew what my faults were when it comes to them, because if...
I'm a writer. I drink scotch and tea. Currently I am drinking scotch. Boo yah. But that's not the point. I wanted to talk about something consistent I've noticed amongst me and my writer friends. And I hope this post may be a source of encouragement during our "down" times. So let's pose some hypothetical scenarios. Let's say you've written an awesome chapter. Or you've gotten positive ...
... him like a maniac. which he probably didnt mind. anyways then i just stood in the corner talking to pierre about how i believe that everybody has a mental illness and mine would probably be social anxiety & depression & bipolarism and OCD. he was like why do you feel anxiety you're so cute! i was like i can't help it! it was weird because i've never told a practical stranger about that, not even ...
