30-something yr. old recently medicated female diagnosed with bipolar disorder in 2001 who's trying to find herself since she's in neither reality nor reflection
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Cheers
I think I got this smell hallucination figured out. My work day was fairly well. Things were a little tenses with a lot of the staff but no one really said anything. I was very busy for the last hour and had to stay an extra after work. i was okay with staying behind because I had a drink date with a friend of mine. I hate to have someone waiting so i rushed through my work to make sure I would be done by 6:30, which is when I was supposed to meet for drinks. I get to the bar on time and my friend didn't show up until 6:50. Then we had to go to CVS to pick up a prescription and a few other things. I was looking for forward to seeing her because she was my rock when i started to slip a few months ago. When I had no one to talk to, she would meet with me every week and bear through hearing me rant about everything I thought was wrong with my life. I know going to the store was a little thing, but it just pissed me off that i didn't have her full attention. I had a lot of things on the list to talk about and we still hadn't even sat down yet. On the way back from the store, we saw a mutual friend and had to talk to her for a few minutes. I kept a smile on my face but I was not in the mood to play nice. Get to the bar and another mutual friend was there so we had to join him. He was in a funk also because he has a lot of work that needs to be done ASAP and no one is helping him with it. I know how it feels to want to get something off of your chest so I just tried to make him feel better. We sat with him for about an hour, then as he was going out the door, ANOTHER mutual friend stopped by. I couldn't believe. I hadn't talked about anything that was bothering me and I knew at this point that I wasn't. This time it was a done deal. I kindly stayed seated, put on a smile and faked my through a conversation that I did not want to have. I spent 3 hours playing a bit player in a play that I thought I would be the star of. This is when the all too familiar but indescribable smell can around. the last time I smelled it was in this bar so I thought that was the origin, but I can still smell it. I've been out the bar for about an hour now, and have driven around and showered but I still smell it. The only thing I can come up with is that in tense situations where I hold my anger in, I'm surrounded by this manly aroma. Maybe next time I'll make a date at an obscure hole in the wall where none of my friends will be. Or I could just be like a normal self-confident person and speak up for myself.
Labels:
friendships,
mental health,
symptoms
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