my lifes a mess.

I have bi polar depsession. I was diagnosed when I was 12, (even though they aren’t supposed to diagnose that young) Right after my mom died. I battled with that for years alone. Up until I was 15, when a wondrous new disorder came along, anorexia. Now, I’m 18 years old. When I Was 16 I met a boy and fell in love and gave him everything. He helped me start eating again, Which we thought was good. Until I lost my virginity to him and got pregnant because I was now able to have children again. So now, I have a one year old daughter and my depression is just as bad and my anorexia is back with a vengeance. My boyfriend knows about all of it, but doesnt bat a lash when I tell the doctor with a fake smile that I’m no longer depressed. I feel completely alone.