Somehow, Like So Many People Who Get

The Assumption That Rigidly Rejecting Words And Phrases That Have Existed For Centuries Will Have Much Impact On Public Attitudes Is Rather Dubious.

We All Move Uneasily Within Our Restraints.

The Quickness And Flexibility Of A Well Mind, A Belief Or Hope That Things Will Eventually Sort Themselves Out-these Are The Resources Lost To A Person When The Brain Is Ill.

Which Of My Feelings Are Real? Which Of The Me's Is Me? The Wild, Impulsive, Chaotic, Energetic, And Crazy One? Or The Shy, Withdrawn, Desperate, Suicidal, Doomed, And Tired One? Probably A Bit Of Both, Hopefully Much That Is Neither.

I Have Had Manic-depressive Illness, Also Known As Bipolar Disorder, Since I Was 18 Years Old. It Is An Illness That Ensures That Those Who Have It Will Experience A Frightening, Chaotic And Emotional Ride. It Is Not A Gentle Or Easy Disease.