Bipolar, but still Christian : Just Another Challege

That's right I'm tired and I'm not complaining. Just a fact. I had a good day although a full one. It is now 12:00 a.m. and I can't go to bed yet cause I have to wash clothes. I washed some earlier today, but didn't have time to finish all the laundry before we went out for the evening. When we got home I totally forgot until it was bedtime. I would have just washed em and dried them in the morning, but turns out Hubby is out of unmentionables. Honestly, I just washed whites two days ago and would have took care of it then if he had told me he needed them. Oh well. I needed to wash stuff anyway. Just hope my body cooperates when real morning comes and I have to get up. I slept really well last night and didn't even need a nap today. For those of you who know me really well that is surprising. I tend to fizzle out at some point in the day. My nutritionist says it is cause of waiting too long to eat during the day. Not sure. I did get a sugar drop tonight, but it

Remember when you were a young teenager. Excited to be entered in to the "big kids" group. Nervous about all the changes. I am trying to think back to that time. To what I was thinking and feeling and how I acted. I was one of those kids who saved up my teen "moodiness" for my family to deal with. So for the most part, my church friends and teachers didn't see that much of that. My family on the other hand, had to deal with gloomy miss one day and enraged girl the other. Not sure what I was so angry about. There was a lot going on all at once. My father leaving at fourteen, my mother going to pieces daily, and my brothers being gone most of the time. My safe innocent world being suddenly frightening and unsafe. Like the first time your forced to dive in to the deep end of the smelling public swimming pool. I remember I used to feel safe in the woods behind my house until my neighbors told me not to go there anymore because some girl had been raped or murdered ba