the thing that frustrates me the most when bipolar starts flaring up is that it's fucking disrespectful to the people i love. like, they got their own shit to do, their own lives to live, and when they go do that my brain goes "oh they're avoiding you on purpose because you, as a person, suck very bad" and it's like!!!!! no!!!! the people i love, love me back! they wouldn't say or believe anything like that, and if they felt that way they would say so!
it's like bipolar is that one fucking asshole in the friend group that you're really fucking uncomfortable around because they shit-talk the other people in the friend group behind their backs and gossip and they're just overall A Fucking Asshole, but you can't say a damn thing about it because he's the only one with a house and the friend group goes to his place for D&D so you're just fucked! it sucks!



