Life as a borderline

Life as a borderline sucks... one minute Im up and the next Im down. I long for the day Im more stable..... mind this past week I have learned how much I depend on my medications... On tuesday I took what was my last pills, I became very ill as the meds worked their way out of my system, Thursday I have no idea how I got through the day, I was a dribbling babbling mess, One minute I was bawling my eyes out, then I felt ill then I was so hyper I dont think anyone understood what I was talking about!! By friday I was craving my medication so bad I knew that I had to get some...  a bit like a drug addict I suppose, except my addiction is prescribed meds. The only way I was able to get what I needed was to get an emergancy appointment. But on Friday when I held my prescription in my hand I was so relieved. Thursday I really scared myself. I didnt really know what I was doing and I felt like crap.

Mind this weekend I was looking forward to as I was doggy sitting, My friends dog Max. He is a massive cutey and I loved having him. We went for a nice long beach walk and despite the wind I had fun, I hope I can dog sit again.

The purpose of this post, the life of a Borderline... It doesnt take much to knock me down, and it doesnt take much to lift me up... I was happy coz I had the weekend with a dog! and this evening I feel empty inside as I feel alone. I could ramble for hours but this wont solve anything, so I am going to cuddle with G-bear and I know that he will make me feel better (aventually) :o)