[Yep, that's me]
Now, I'm very honest about the fact that I'm bipolar-- and, for the record, I was bipolar before Catherine Zeta-Jones and Demi Lovato made it "ok" -- but sometimes I have no clue what the hell is wrong with me! Seriously, have you ever had to sit back and just think "WTF is your problem, Looney Tune?!?"
[Yes, you, Psycho!]
So, my sweetie has been MIA on business for the past three weeks, and during that time we really didn't get much of a chance to talk. A
sane normal person would be ecstatic upon his return, no? A normal person would be happy just to have him home, and to be able to finally talk. Nope, not me! My crazy ass decides that I'm going to get mad; angry; irritable; just downright bitchy.
The worst thing? I know I'm wrong. I just don't know what is setting me off, so I have no clue when said bitch is going to surface during the course of our conversations. I know, I know: I live an enviable life, people.
[Uh, yeah. Right.]
But, seriously, I appreciate my fiance. I love him with every fiber in my body, and I wouldn't trade him for anything! (Accept maybe.... ok, nothing.)
Do you have that one person in your life who you just can't help but love && hate, all at the same time?