so i went to therapy

So after my post, a bunch of people kept telling me to go to a therapist, and idk why but this time I actually did. And tbh, it was different. Like, she actually listened, wasn’t just sitting there acting like I was some lost cause, and explained things in a way that made sense instead of throwing some generic bs at me. She was soft-spoken, actually understood what I was trying to say, and idk how to explain it, but she gave me that kind of assurance and hope that maybe I’m not just permanently messed up.

I straight-up asked her if I should even be dating people with bipolar or not, and she said that before jumping into a full-blown relationship, I need to heal myself first. And honestly, she’s right. I don’t wanna be in a situation where I’m just ruining things because I haven’t figured myself out. The thing with bipolar is, I seek a lot of love, care, and reassurance, but the problem starts when I hit my lows. When I sink, I sink. I don’t wanna talk, don’t wanna text, don’t wanna do anything. I just sleep for days, and that’s where things get tough for the other person. Because one day I’ll make them feel like they’re my whole world, and the next day, I’ll be so distant it’s like I don’t even know them. And it’s not like I do it on purpose, but it happens.

And this is the only part that really gets to me. Otherwise, bipolar isn’t that hard to deal with tbh. People act like it’s some impossible struggle, but it’s not. Yeah, it’s a blessing and a curse, but I think if handled properly, it’s not the end of the world.