Everyone's life is full of disappointments. That certainly goes without saying. However, it's only when dealing with certain types of people that a let down can totally throw aside however happy or elated they are at the moment and throw them spiraling downwards into the pits of despair and aggrevation. Of course the problem there in lies, where those who don't suffer the disorder end up frustrating you more because they just plain DO NOT understand! No matter how hard they try they can't possibly understand!
The last fucking beakon of any type of enjoyment before I'm going to be up to my knees in papers, tests, studying, packing, buying, wrapping, flying, driving, and PFFFFT! It figures as much. Why should I have any type of enjoyment? Not that anyone gives half a damn whether I enjoy myself once in blue moon or whether I get so depressed i finally fling myself down my seven flights to the boardwalk below. "Well I care."...
HA!...I say. Little do you know that your ignorance has done nothing but make it worse! That's right, w-o-r-s-e. Besides you don't really care anyway, no one does!And why should they? No good reason that I can see. I don't even care about me, why should anyone else short of a relative? What you mean my own father doesn't care either? He'd rather make jokes and laugh in my face?! Well gee there's a reeeeeaaaaal shocker! Well if no one else cares, should I? Hm. No, I don't think that really makes much logical sense. So if no one cares, including myself, what's the point? Well most certainly, I decided there is no point. I am merely left to wait for the cold embrace of death.
...Do you see the problem that comes with letting down a manic depressive now?
