I feel like I hit rock bottom this weekend. I hit my threshold of “when I get down to this amount of money, I panic” and I began to panic. I worked on my studying and took a practice test upon which I did not do well. Then I freaked out majorly and got suicidal for awhile because I was so scared about failing this test and how am I gonna get a job no one wants to interview me and what am I gonna do if I run out of money and how am I gonna take care of these birds and how will I pay the rent? I know, breathe! I got so sad thinking of my family getting the news I was dead, and to YOU guys, I would be another dead blogger, another Bipolar fatality, GOD I got to feeling guilty about all the people I would hurt and let down! And then I thought….you could sell your car instead of killing yourself couldn’t you? I mean, the baby birds haven’t even been born! And I thought yeah, my life is worth more than my car. I could sell my car and buy myself a little time and sanity and just buy a beater car that gets me from Point A to Point B, I mean, I’d be sad to sell my car, but I’d rather LIVE and not be destitute, I think….So I went and washed my car and vacuumed it and took pictures of it and listed it on Craigslist. Done. We’ll see what the Gods have in store for me. So, that’s how my Sunday went, a little Bipolar rollercoaster for ya! How has yours been?