It is about 3 months since you were diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder. We are still fiddling with meds, to try to get your symptoms under control. Some days are ok. Other days are BS. Tonight we sat together under your doona while you cried. You were in a panic because you were worried that the meds are going to take away your hallucinations, and you don't want them to go because some of them are comforting. It was hot under there. I felt like I was suffocating. I didn't know what to say or do. So I just sat with you. I hope it was enough. I hope you find some relief from this crippling anxiety soon. Very soon.
I love you.