On the bright side I went to go get high and my gf was sleeping and seeing her just brought me back to reality for a minute
I want to cry I’m so happy I have her tbh I was coughing from smoking and she was fast asleep but she still reached out for me to make me feel better and I just kind of held her hand while she slept until she woke up and I told her about the stuff with my ex
Then she went back to sleep and I’m awake and sad but happy that I’m with someone who loves me so much, she won’t get mad if I wake her up or if I need to vent in the middle of the night and then we can both just go to back to sleep after like normal
Idk it’s surreal and I’m happy I’m out of where I was, I’m sad to see someone else ultimately heading towards the hell that I lived through but I don’t really know what to do about it
edit 2: this is a post about bipolar disorder, made by me, an artist with bipolar disorder, strictly for other people with bipolar disorder. stop tagging it for unipolar depression, anxiety, bpd, psychosis, or anything else (those are just the most used tags on this) because it’s not about those. even if you think you can relate, tagging this as anything other than bipolar disorder is stripping my meaning away from my work, and invalidating my feelings as a mentally ill person AND an artist. stop doing that.
edit 3: do NOT put this on gore/guro blogs. thanks.