Being bipolar fucking sucks. I had a breakdown this morning. It’s been a long time since I had one because I was good at keeping it under control( so I thought). I did some questionable things to myself but now I’m smoking a bowl feeling calm as hell as if nothing ever happened. I should do school work or something and stop being a crazy person.
The first day of classes was me trying to avoid seeing old acquaintances so I don’t have to explain why I’m never around. I’m kinda glad to be back though, I need to be productive and distracted on something besides work.
At the Philly airport waiting for my flight back to Atl. I stayed in New Jersey to see my fam. I’m glad I was able to fit in one last trip before school starts. I had a great time :)