OverwhelmedJustin hated those weeks where everything felt like it was piling on top of him. The past month, he had been doing so well and he was proud to say his illness had been what his doctors called “stabilised and managed”. That made sense. That is how he had been feeling. Sure, he had to get injections every day that he still hated, but if it made him feel normal, it was a small price to pay. Having bipolar felt a lot like a boat ride. It was the only way he had been able to explain it to people. Sometimes, the boat was a smooth and cruisey journey. It was peaceful and the water was calm. Or it might be docked in a harbour, broken down, and completely idle. Other times, it was turbulent, windy, the water was rough and made the boat tip and sway in the wind. And then, at its worst, the boat might hit a choppy patch and get thrown around and maybe even turned completely.
( The week started okay, but it became obvious to people close to him that he had some underlying restlessness and agitation... )Justin Campbell
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