I’m so fucked off. I’m bipolar. My psychiatrist put me on quetiapine a while back which kindly made me put on three stone in weight and didn’t do much to my mood. Then we tried olanzapine which added on another stone in one month. Im sat here in tears at my fat ugly body. It feels so unfair. It hasn’t really done much for me mood wise. I thought it had but I have been the wicked witch from the west for the past week. I hate my brain I hate my body. Why is everything such hard work?