First, I really like the forums here. At school I can't talk to people about being bipolar. There's a girl who has expressed her lack of understanding of why someone would commit suicide. She's never had depression or bipolar, so I can see from her point it's hard to see how miserable life is when you have a wrapped sense of reality. Here, everyone seems very nice, very understanding, and very willing to support. One site I found had a section that said people with bipolar type II are lucky for not having full mania. I don't consider myself lucky to be type II, I still have major depression episodes. It could be worse, but that's a horrible thing to tell someone.

Second, my insurance started 4 days before my hospital visit. I can pay my bill!

Finally, I talked to an old friend today. He's becoming a priest and I'm happy for him. I think he'll be good at it. His brother is having some hard times though. I feel bad for him. A lot of my friends from high school seem pregnant, or divorced, and some even into drugs, the bad kind. I realized, being in a major I love, being with a supportive fiance, and living away from my verbally abusive mother makes life pretty sweet. Its not perfect by any means, I'm still po', but I'm darn grateful I have it this good.