bipolarsun
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Welcome to the good: the bad; the in-between; and the baseline. bipolar I "You can choose to do something about your unhappiness."
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Wish I could have protected my mom when she was a girl
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Issa ✨️pharmacy✨️
#mental ill health#mentally unstable#bipolar ii#mental instability#bipolaraf#actuallybipolar#bipolardisorser#bipolar i#actuallymentallyill#positive mental attitude
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#mental ill health#mentally unstable#bipolar ii#mental instability#bipolaraf#actuallybipolar#bipolardisorser#bipolar i#actuallymentallyill#positive mental attitude
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i’ve gotten worse. i’m so tired. but i’m scared to end it all because ill feel more disappointed in myself
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*sigh*
Ok i have to put this out there because keeping it to myself is driving me up the wall.
So,
It finally dawned on me that I am insecure and use sex as a means of external validation.
I've spent the past week trying to swallow this pill and accept it.
K bye
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I feel like a psycho
#mental ill health#mentally unstable#bipolar ii#mental instability#bipolaraf#actuallybipolar#bipolardisorser#bipolar i#actuallymentallyill
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Im starting to think that my life is just a simulation where I just unlock new traumas each year.
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Calling it "self loafing" instead of "self loathing"
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Rose
What good she is
A rose in full bloom
Thorns ignored
She is plucked and cut
Placed into a vase
To be adorned
Until her petals fell
and stem died
She was a glimmer of beauty
A breathless sight
For sore
sore Eyes.
What good is she?
A rose of wilt.
For she has no say
She is plucked and dumped
From her vase,
Cast into darkness, of everlong decay.
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