Cry Baby

The happy pills aren't supposed to make me happy all the time, but they are supposed to balance my mood. I'm not so sure they're working, because today when I went to get a refill the pharmacist was giving me a hard time (I was trying to transfer my happy pill so it would be more convenient for me to pick them up.) I proceeded to walk to the car and cry about it.

This comes after seeing the psychiatrist today to make sure 1. I was diagnosed correctly (bipolar seems to run in the family - and, for those skeptics out there, it's only treatable by medication) and 2. that I was being treated correctly. She was very helpful and confirmed that it's clinical, agrees with the medication, and made me feel a little bit better about the events of last week. She said she could understand my reaction given the circumstances and that it didn't necessarily reflect my overall mental state. I guess having someone acknowledge that makes it a little easier to not worry that I'm batshit crazy and let go of a little bit of the anger that I have towards myself.

That being the case... maybe I was always a cry baby. Is it normal, at least for me, to cry about things like that? Too sensitive maybe? Or maybe events of late have just set me back a little.

Either way, I'm ready to feel better.