Christmas trees, at least five enormous ones strapped to tiny cars, passed me today as I walked the sunny streets of San Francisco. Clearly, holiday season has arrived and 2017 is winding down.
This year has been special. It marks an important anniversary for me. One that’s usually not celebrated. Hallmark doesn’t print cards for this one (yet).
“Bipolar? And I’ll have this for the rest of my life?.” At twenty-three years old, ready to take on the world, I was in shock and disbelief. “Why me? Why now?” I asked the doctor. …
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