This is how it feels to be in a bipolar low. Everything is the same, but none of it is the same. It’s the same sun in the same sky but it’s not. The sun is cold, and the sky is wrong. Everyone insists that things are the same as they were yesterday or last week when you were happy, but they’re not. They can’t be. How can they not see that it’s all different… not the same at all... any of it. It’s like everyone is gas-lighting you, expecting you to accept their madness. In the end you give in and accept that everything has to have changed or it’s you.
This is how it feels to be in a bipolar low. Everything is the same, but none of it is the same. It’s the same sun in the same sky but it’s not. The sun is cold, and the sky is wrong. Everyone insists that things are the same as they were yesterday or last week when you were happy, but they’re not. They can’t be. How can they not see that it’s all different… not the same at all... any of it. It’s like everyone is gas-lighting you, expecting you to accept their madness. In the end you give in and accept that everything has to have changed or it’s you.
This song captures that feeling perfectly.