Okay.

I'm alive. Barely. lol.

It's been so long - and I believe I need to apologise to some people. Mitch being one of them. Let me start...

I'm bi-polar, k? So, I went to the doctor and said, "Look, I'm fucking tired of the ups and downs of this, help please?" So - He gave me a medication.

Ohh, it killed me. I almost commited suicide after the first two days. I HATED myself and I felt lonely and afraid. I cried. Then, I lost all interest in ANYTHING and EVERYTHING. I stopped taking pictures, I stopped drawing, I stopped doing ANYTHING. I didn't work with my horses. I was a vegetable. So, a month later I went BACK to the doctor and said, "I don't have emotion anymore. Is this normal?" He said, "Oh hell no." So he put me on another one. This one works, but I get MASSIVE migrains. They hurt like a mofo. So, I have to go back AGAIN, and try something else.

I work in a hospital now, more hours, more pay. I never have time for anything anymore.

I'm alive at least...