Manic. Depressed. Manic. Depressed. Manic. Depressed. I have been going through this for over a week now and I am sick of it. Spoiler alert: this post will be me complaining a lot. You know why? Because I am sick of being bipolar. Right now I am sick of feeling so much all the time. I am sick of being manic and then depressive. I am sick of the mood swings and the rapid cycling, sick of wanting to be dead sometimes, sick of wanting to cry all the time others. I am sick of trying to explain why I feel the way I feel to people who don’t understand how it feels. Sick of having breakdowns, holding in tears, feeling unworthy of life and love. Sick of hating myself, my body, my mind. I just want to be normal. Whatever normal is for most people. That is what I want. I want to not feel all the emotions, all the time. I want to go through life with a normal perspective on things. Not be up and down and right and left. Just be, normal.