Homes are being constructed near mine. Constant noise. I work in a noisy environment. My folks were in town last week, and we had house guests this weekend. I was unable to recharge.

I had a melt down yesterday, and understood why I felt what I felt but couldn’t get out of a mental loop. I was short with a housemate (but slept it off). She knows I’m third generation bipolar.

I didn’t say anything I regret, but she was trying to be helpful and my attitude was out of order. I apologized to her today. She said she didn’t take offense but was worried about me. It’s a relief to know I live with people that are willing to take this (unmedicated) journey with me.