And I keep truckin'. Life as a bipolar is full of light and dark, ups and downs. Your feet are never on the ground just like when riding the ups and downs of a roller coaster, but it's not nearly as much fun. I read a post on another social website from a friend who is in despair tonight because of it, and my heart breaks for her. Still, you don't kill yourself no matter how bad it gets because others are counting on you not to and tomorrow could break a joyful manic morning and then you'd be... Sign in to see full entry.