I've got to be one of the best actresses around. I'm so busy doing what I'm told, acting like I'm happy.....I feel like I'm running out of time, I don't have any room to breath. I hardly sleep anymore, I've lost 40 lbs. The aniexty attacks are increasing. I feel worthless and wreckless at work, that I've become anti-social, (I hope I still have a job Monday). I feel as though I've let my family down, and I try to avoid family functions and much as possible. I don't feel like I measure up to my sisters. I'm also involved with someone who is bipolar, and getting worst. The weight of her illness has put me in a spin I cannot see through. We argue and fight constantly...today she shoved me, then in a split second, she wanted to know about whether or not she should wear her heavy coat.... I'm so tired, I really don't want to go on.