July is the month of depression. I've been depressed for most of the month, and it seems like this phase is not gonna end any time soon. I'm not going out, I barely walk out of my bedroom and I decline invitations of friends. I don't want to see people, I'm not interested in going out or seeing my friends.
They all know about me having bipolar disorder, but it seems like no matter how hard they try to understand, they just can't. I try to explain them that it's not the right moment for us to hang out because I'm not feeling okay, but it seems like they insist wanting to see me.
I had an argument over the phone with one of my friends. She said I'm not giving her enough attention, she said that I just stay in my own world without giving a damn about anyone. Which is true, I'm pretty cold, detached and uninterested now. I don't know if it's an irreversible situation. Maybe my personality is changing, or maybe it's just the depressive phase making me act like this. I easily get mad at people, especially when they keep insisting that I should go out or that they want to see me.
Sometimes I feel guilty, other times I don't care. Is it normal? Today I feel hurt and sorry about what I'm doing to people around me, but other times I just don't give a damn and want to be left alone.
Then I got all jealous, telling one of my friends that she's ignoring me, that she found new friends now and doesn't care about me, that she spends more time texting them and staying with them, that she now prefers them because I am the depressed, boring friend, so she doesn't like me anymore because of my disorder. I don't know if it's coming from bipolar or if it's a borderline trait (attachment, devaluation). But I didn't put her on a pedestal and idolized her. I feel disappointed and ignored, but at the same time I'm fully aware that it's me pushing everyone away.
It's just so hard to explain people, and maybe I expect them to understand things that they could never understand, because it's so far away from them, it's a new world they're not used to, they have zero knowledge about mental disorders and bipolar disorder to be more specific. I try to explain that when I'm depressed, going out doesn't help and I can't even get myself to leave my bedroom, let alone my house. Everything seems so damn complicated.
This depressive phase is consuming me. I have an appointment with my pdoc tomorrow, and I guess she will decide to increase the dose - I'm on Lamictal 75 mg at the moment.
I just don't understand why my friends can't understand this, and it makes me feel more isolated and misunderstood. I want people to stop assuming I don't care about them. I explain them that my disorder is causing this, but that one friend who attacked me really sounded hurt.
I'm really tired and want this phase to end soon and I want to be stable again. It seems like Lamictal made hypomania disappear, but depression is still a problem. My depressive phases last much longer, in contrast to hypomania, and depression is much more frequent and it's worse than hypomania. My hypomania isn't even dangerous, it's just me feeling super confident, super optimistic and like I'm the owner of the world and it makes me feel good when it happens, like I feel on top of the world.
But I'm starting to really miss it now....