Last night I had another of my terrible fights with my father... I hate when he shouts... he looks like a monster and seriously, I feel like hitting him... He keeps complaining about my existance basically, and, I really feel I hate him... I try to ignore him, but he keeps attacking me (or I feel like that)...

Anyway, this morning my mom came to talk to me about the situation, and I said: "Mom, Im bipolar, situations for me are different, I handle them diffrent ! (or I cant handle them !)"
Guess what she said ? "Everybody has good and bad days... I can fel sad today and happy tomorrow".... and I was like "yeah right, and that's why I need to take medicines, go to the doc, stay in bed for days and feel euphoric with simple things...."

Why can people understand being bipolar is a different thing than being just "happy" or "sad" ?