Posts Tagged ‘love’


So, how many of my readers out there are Doctor Who fans?  Seriously, I love everything Doctor Who.  David Tennant (10th doctor) is my favorite doctor, Billie Piper (Rose) is my favorite companion, and I feel that the show can do no wrong, even when I don’t like the new companions and/or doctors… Which I seldom do at first.  🙂  Today is going to be a short post because those of you who watch the show will know exactly what I mean when I jump into this next bit…



Breathe in and breathe out…  I am not going to let someone else’s comments on a very popular social network stress me out. Breathe in and breathe out…  I am responsible for my own happiness. Breathe in and breathe out…  If someone cannot accept that I am allowed to be unhappy, stressed, and yes, at times hormonal, then that is their problem.  I am allowed to have bad days, as long as I own them, do not let them own me, and I am not out there blaming the world for my problems.  Someone can affect my mood only as much as I let them.

Breathe in and breathe out…


I was diagnosed at age 16 with bipolar disorder.  I don’t know about you, but what teenager isn’t bipolar?  Fucking doctors, I swear.  Sure, I have my ups and downs, but who doesn’t?  That has all changed in the last few months.  I am starting to believe that I might actually be bipolar.  If not that, then at least depressed.

The last week has been the worst in my life.  I admitted to my best friend that I was in love with him, to a very resounding, “but I like us the way we are.”  *Ouch* talk about not being the response you’re looking for.  Add to the fact that we’re having a baby together and he insists it’s just hormones, and I am one confused, hurt, and desperate person.