24.5.2013
Kim Taehyung.
That is me.
But there are two versions of me.
This is a journal that I will keep. My parents thought it would help with my disorder.
'Bipolar Disorder.'
Is what I am diagnosed with.
I never asked for it, but here we are.
The disorder basically makes me have phases of my personality. One month I may be happy, and carefree, and the next feels like death itself is upon me.
The phases:
Manic and Depressed
My manic phase is where I feel good, and can live my life happily.
Until I can't.
The depressed phase.
It's a phase where I feel mentally and physically sick. It usually lasts longer than my manic phases. I don't eat much, talk much, or do much. It basically consists of tears, pain, and tiredness.
My parents fight a lot.
Usually over stupid things, but they just can't seem to stay at peace with each other.
They care about me, but not each other.
I hear them downstairs right now.
Glass shattering.
Jungkooks mom always took care of me as a child whenever fights started.
She and Jungkook were like my family.
They were the only people I held close to my heart, because I knew they wouldn't leave me.
She told me to come over whenever this happened.
I listened, because one time, my dad came home drunk, and threw a glass bottle at me, and I got hurt badly.
Jungkook is my best friend, so he knows everything about me.
Even my darkest secrets.
I trust him with my life, and so does he.
So, I guess I will head over to Jungkooks house now.
Until next time.
