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Working too much

I crossed a line yesterday and paid a price. I hope I do not soon forget that I can not get away with moving into manic and somehow surviving. My sexuality was stretched beyond belief and I found myself craving what I could not have putting my relationship with Sharon at risk. It was clearly not worth it. I can count the hours and it seems like I will make enough in the month of September. I will spend a lot too. The crazy thing is that my work with the residentsl suffers too because I can't set clear boundaries. I can ask God for strength and yet that does not mean I will not make mistakes. Help me to learn from this aGod. Having bipolar is no picnic. I am well past a hundred by four thousand. Take a deep breath or risk letting mood swings get in the way of eneljoying life.