I cannot believe I was living how I was before. I go about my days actually doing things now. I do like 5-10 activities a day on meds. The other day I went grocery shopping, set up a fundraiser, picked something up from Best Buy, shipped something, watched a movie. Like wtf. Just a month ago I couldn’t leave my bed not just because I get severe migraines many days a month but because of crippling depression. I would watch the same TV show for like eight hours. Since being on meds, I have started so many projects that I said I would start months ago. I am so much less anxious. I am eating regular meals!! Like who am I!? I feel a lot less like Sylvia Plath or Emily Dickinson, some forlorn but painfully intriguing woman, but omg I am FUNCTIONAL. I still have moments when I have a hard time believing that I have bipolar but it helps me remember when I recognize this contrast. I am so thankful for modern medicine rn.