Bipolar Hair

Last week was a bad, bad week as far as my bipolar goes. Some extremely low days that I wouldn't have gotten through without Dave. I was so grateful to be able to get my hair done towards the end of the week. It was so great to sit and talk to my good friend Michelle who does my hair at her salon in Riverton. She has been the only friend thus far who has been brave/thoughtful/caring enough to just talk to me about my own issues and how I'm doing. I really needed that. But on top of all that, she gave me a new cut and color for a new and improved Emily. My meds should be kicking in pretty soon and I am already starting to feel a little better. Some days are better than others, but my new hair has given me a little boost. I got it dark with some crazy red. I call this haircut/color "Is my mania showing?":

There's my mania right...there!