link hereI hate that I have bipolar disorder.
I hate being on all of these meds that make me a fat ass and a zombie half the time.
I hate the fact that I am judged by people on my weight when most of them don't know about the medication. If I tell them they will treat me differently because of the bipolar so I leave it alone and just let them think I am a lazy worthless piece of shit.
I hate that I am married to a man who will not even begin to try to understand me. I do not feel that he loves me. I stay because of finances and because I believe he would try to take our son from me. My son is my world, I take all of those meds for him. If I didn't have him I wouldn't worry about it. I'd be skinny and moody and if people didn't like it I wouldn't care. But he is my everything, and I do care so being fat and zombified at times is worth it for him to be safe and happy.
Jun 6 8:12 PM MST