The Imperfect Perfectionist
Bipolar is a weird thing because it does such things to my mind. It makes me able to be completely rational when things are REALLY not going well for me but I literally feel like I'm losing my mind when little things that most people would brush right past happen to me. This week I withdrew from my school semester because I had a few problems with my knee that put me the hospital several weeks ago and once it started spiraling I just couldn't regain my footing. I took this in stride as a small setback in what has been a bumpy road, at best, in my schooling. I have, up until this point, been able to barely hang on each semester without my grades suffering. I don't feel the unbearable shame that I often feel with another failure in life. But, I had something happen at work where they highlighted your name if you made an unnamed error. When my name was highlighted I was on the verge of tears at work and cried for hours when I got home. To say that I was inconsolable would be