I'm a dumbass and let my moms thoughts get into my head. She has always said I didn't really have bipolar and it was in my head. I missed a couple days by accident and felt fine, so I decided to keep skipping it. Dumbass decision. I finally crashed a couple hours ago and have been crying nonstop. I should've noticed I was manic. I feel so fucking alone. I have two friends, one that is constantly busy so I can't talk to, and one that when I talk to her she changes the subject. I am so tired and I don't know why I did this. I was finally fucking stable and happy