I'm only posting this because I've been thinking about my life.
This is the song I was listening to.
I'm not happy. Not because I, myself, can't be happy. But because other people can't be happy with me.
My mom seems to think I need to be like my brothers to be good enough- and I'll never grow a penis.
My dad pretty much writes me off as a mistake. Although we get along, he has made it clear I am not a big part of his life anymore and he could care less how I'm succeeding/struggling.
My SO is only happy when I'm miserable. Meaning, if I'm happy- he thinks I'm cheating or doing something behind his back. If I'm miserable, I'm right where he is.
My family could care less what I'm doing with my life. Neither could my friends.
I'm severely bipolar and I'm falling into a depressive state. I am feeling how I did when I was 20 years old, manic/depressive and suicidal.
I don't like it.