Well it has been confirmed. I am a certified nutcase.
Well alright not a nutcase, but the psychiatrist has confirmed that I have Bipolar type 2. According to Beyond Blue.com.au's definition of Bipolar type and 2 I do sometimes display symptoms of type 1 as well, as in I get paranoid but that may come from the drug induced stupor of my teen years. Apparently pot can have that effect.
Both my kids have been driving me completely up the wall, neither of them will listen to a thing I say anymore. B screams like it's the end of the world when I take him to daycare (he goes 2 afternoons a week) and J has now decided he doesn't like going to after school care (he also goes 2 times a week). I'm starting to wonder if it's worth the $45 every fortnight. But then if they didn't go then I wouldn't get any me time.
B has this wonderful habbit of picking things up, including pens, blocks, toy truck etc, and throwing them at me. Little bugger hit me in the back of the head wit a pen yesterday. As you can imagine, I was not impressed.
Not sure if I've mentioned it before but we are looking at moving soon and trying to find a suitale house that's in our price range is just a nightmare. They are all either in bad neighbour hoods or they are dingy little old holes.
Well I better try to g to sleep have to be up early to get J to school.
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