I think it is because I’m not working. I never do well when I’m in a low cycle and I’m not fully occupied 18 hours a day.
My husband is getting fed up with me and I don’t blame him. He didn’t sign on for this: really, nobody knows what it is like to live with somebody bipolar until you do,no matter how much you explain it.
I’m writing here and that’s about the most positive action I’ve been capable of for days. See a medical professional? I can’t change the sheets on my own, let alone be proactive with medical help.