It was a relief to learn I was Bipolar.
In my support group, I was regarded as the star pupil. Of course, there were only three of us. One woman had more serious psychosis during her episodes than I did. She had to hide behind the bar in her basement because everything was slowly turning into meat that just might possibly eat her. I'm not sure, but maybe she had some PETA influenced nightmares. The teacher was probably not a vegetarian, but he was also Bipolar, which gave him more understanding of us. That, however, didn't make the support group any more effective for the rest of us.
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