The demons are creeping in and I've had a bloody terrible 24 hours, having missed two job interviews due to being too depressed to leave the house, then having a blazing row with a grumpy, childish, reactionary boyfriend because I borrowed his last blank cd to make my a mix of her favourite songs for her birthday as I've got no money. He decided this was a mortal sin, and screamed abuse at me even though I apologised. It having already been a bad day anyway, I snapped and threw my dinner at him when he called me a slag! This was very out of character for me and I scared myself. Then I spent a couple of hours trying to sleep on a park bench in the early hours, accompanied by my cat who wouldn't leave me on my own and and acted for all the world like a guard dog. Now I'm desperately trying to find somewhere else to live, a friend has offered me the tenancy of her flat but I need to raise the deposit, nigh on mpossible since I have no income whatsoever! Meltdown ahoy...

Moral of the story?-leave a bi-polar sufferer well-alone when they are having a downward mood swing!