a month of sundays

Well a month of sundays have gone by and in the time it has been very up and down. I have only one day that i really felt good. I did the laundry, swept out the car, and mowed the yard. I then went to work tht night.. I think that I over did it.. I just wanted to get so much stuff done since i did feel good. i have paid for it since.
I have emotional issues. Sometimes they get so bad that I cry. I get frustrated, mad, embarassed, and most of all sad that my life has totally changed. I wish that sometimes I was able to do things that i used to and when i get my pity party going I can really cry the blues. I also feel bad that i am not as fun as i think i used to be with my family.. they have to see me cry at the drop of the hat and my complaining about how i feel..
I have to give my thanks to my parents for the support with my illness. My sisters are there for me as well.. I am sure that they dont understand what is really going on because i dont but i do know that with out them i would be a worse basket case then i have been..
I am glad that now i have a name for my sickness but sometimes it is overwhelming because now i read up on it and then it makes me frustrated to think that i will have the symptons... and I think on it and watch for it.. terrible...
well i must post again later..