I regret opening my mouth. 

I told my mom that I was put on lithium. She told me that my schizophrenic grandfather was on it. She also said that she “has to keep an eye on me.”

It stinks that she won’t accept my mental state. She highly doubts I have bipolar disorder and that I need this strong of a mood stabilizer. It makes me feel like crap. She doesn’t believe me, and she’s supposed to support me. She doesn’t. 

I’m just sick of it. 


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