christmas was sort of familiar this year, but distinctly representative of my 2007. i took some of my sleeping medication last night and slept in until 3. everyone had obviously opened their presents without me, which i didnt take personally at all. i opened my presents with my mom. she bought me the camera i wanted, as demonstrated here. then i cleaned the house with her and helped cook a little bit. i took a shower and then waited for the turkey to finish and amber to come home. when we sat down at the dinner table eddie became even more obnoxious than he had been and started to make comments that were entirely too provacative for me to possibly ignore. then, completely unplanned everyone starts discussing how bipolar doesn't exist and is entirely over-medicated, similar to the critics of a.d.d. have sounded for years. i couldnt hold it in anymore and told them all i was bipolar, at which point they told me number one that they dont believe me because they have never seen me act bipolar, and number two that i am nothing like the people they assumed to be bipolar are. i had to leave the table. thank goodness for amber.
