Thursday, April 17, 2008

April 17th, 8:02 pm

I have an un-ending amount of questions today.

I have counted the wooden planks of the floor of this old house
I find that no matter how many times I have counted them... the number is always different
And...
It's driving me nuts
It's the OCD
Last time this happened I woke up shackeled to a hospital bed and forced to pee into a urinal.
I'm scared

2 comments:

Unknown said...

I, too suffer from bipolar disorder and know the suffering it causes. You are more than welcome to visit my blog at crashvector.blogspot.com where I, too often rant about how it feels to be bipolar.

Being Bipolar Sucks said...

I will... If I am not too busy aiming my slingshot at the miserable sun