Letter to Phil About an Emotional Friday Night

Phil,

I have been feeling really emotional lately. On Friday I got off work around 10pm and my sisters were at my church’s college ministry group party. I was hoping that my sisters would pick me up from work so I could catch the end of the get-together but neither of them answered their phones so I had to get picked up by my mom. I was a little bummed that I didn’t go to the get-together but I didn’t think that I would mind that much.

But as the night went on, I was kinda annoyed that I was just hanging out at home on a Friday night and I started thinking about everything that my sisters were having fun doing and that I was missing out on. I was a little annoyed that they didn’t keep their phones next to them and that they didn’t really have me in mind or think of me and consider that they should see if I could make it to the end of it. I know that it is partly my fault because I didn’t communicate to them that I wanted to go and for them to make it a priority to pick me up so I could  catch the end of it but I think it was more of the thought than anything. I might have not even had much fun if I would have gone.

The problem was that I was at home on a Friday night, thinking of everything I could have done, and what I was missing out on. I started feeling lame and bored, but I had work at 1pm the next day so I couldn’t stay out too too late anyways. So, I decided I would just go to sleep. That’s when my bummed out feeling all of a sudden turned to sadness… I just laid in my bed and cried. I felt so lonely and alone. I was at my parents’ house, both of my sisters out, and the first to go to sleep on a Friday night. I didn’t even know the true reason why I was crying. I just felt sad and lonely. I wanted a friend to comfort me.

I texted one of my friends that knows some about my bipolar disorder and he was busy. So then I called another friends and talked to him for a bit which comforted me a little by reminding me that I do have friends that care about me, but I wasn’t able to explain much of how I was feeling to him because I haven’t told him my whole story before. My friend that I first texted reminded me that the feeling should pass and that I should just tried to sleep. At first I thought that the comment seemed a little cold, but I took his advice and finally fell asleep.

When I woke up in the morning, I kept hitting my snooze button like I did when I was depressed and just wanted to sleep forever… I really hope I’m not getting depressed.

Hopefully I’ll do better tomorrow.

Sending my love,

Ellie

Here is a post I found on “Voices of Glass” about Bipolar Disorder and Sleeping Patterns. Click on the link and follow it so you can take part in the poll 🙂

Voices of Glass

Ok here is something different and please understand that this is new to me and so I am still muddling my way through it all – so please bear with me.

As a result of my own experiences, an article I read recently and a subsequent post that I published here on Voices of Glass, the whole question of sleep patterns within people who suffer from Bipolar Disorder has started to really interest me.

So in response to this I thought I would draw up a little poll or three and invite folk to share their own experiences.

I really hope you enjoy doing this and that I haven’t messed up the design of it.

Below you will find three very short polls.  All you have to do is choose one answer that is most accurate for you personally in each of the three sections.

Due to the way the…

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