Our first fight

Today A and I had our first fight. I won't go into what it was about because it was something so minor it's embarrassing. At any rate, I was so upset afterwards that I ruined a perfectly good afternoon with my friends and I just feel stupid. I drank too much which means I felt like passing out and all my bipolar "quirks" became magnified....like the people were too much and the noise was too much and I just had to go home. I am very disappointed in myself and hope they forgive me.

Low

There is no logical reason.

But I feel low today. I've taken my medicine. I have a loving fiance, family and friends. I like my job. Yet I feel low.

A's mum has been over today and it's been a stretch. I ended up taking a rest upstairs just because I don't feel social. I hate feeling like this and I hate that my brain is simply misfiring a bit today. I'm very lucky in that A's mum is a retired nurse...she even worked with psychiatric patients so she's very understanding (as is her son).

This happens every once in a while and I thought it might be healthy to write it down.

Low.