Disrupted..... [I Battle Bipolar Disorder]

Her life got disrupted. She spent a few years now doing the same thing, and doing it well; wake up, feed the cat, do a few tik tok videos, get ready for work, go to work and go home, only to do it again the next day....until one day without warning the "ick" found her; it crept its way into her home; into her mind. It slipped in through the vents releasing itself into the air unnoticed.....invisible. it waited there for her to walk into the house. The second she inhaled, little did she know that what she would be breathing in would be the very thing that transforms her thought process and brain chemistry into something somber.....something very frightening, but at the same time it is a familiar comfort. The days go by and she starts to recognize all of the warning signs; trouble sleeping, constant crying, and it she wasn't crying then she was angry; irritable. No matter what she did to ignore the black hole, it just got bigger and bigger; it started as a small tear, but it slowly got bigger spreading faster and faster until she could no longer fake the smiles, the constant self reassurance. It was too late; the "ick" had become one with her again. One minute she was on top of the world, the next....all she wanted to do was sink into the wallpaper; camouflage herself into the rest of the world. If she just blended into the rest of the world, than the "ick" cant find her....right?.....right?... wrong. She took one look in the mirror and there it was....filth and covered in black soot. It looked at her determined and it said "you belong to me."