I had been diagnosed with depression years ago, but I’m off medicine. I have a feeling I’m bipolar more than depressed now. At work I somehow ended up with a pen in my left hand as I normally write with my right. I wrote legible cursive. I can even draw. Out of daily isolation and loneliness, I talk to myself a lot out loud, never answer myself or have different personas. However, I can ration with myself out loud sometimes. When I write in my diary I switch between “I” and “you”. I have a doctors appointment Monday, I want to prepare myself because I’m honestly afraid of what they may say.