Sinking like a Ship
Erika Sauter

I hear you. Bipolar I here. What goes way up must come crashing down to into the deep. I sometimes wonder if people are actually trying to even be helpful with their 'advice’. I have to admit, much of it has an accusatory ring to it.

'Well, have you tried to take a shower at least?’

'No, I’ve been lying here in my own stench for a week because I enjoy the smell, not because I am unable to shower for reasons I can’t communicate.’

So, I’ve come to surround myself with those who offer nothing other than acceptance, patience, and understanding. I will admit, there are just a few of them, but bless them, they stay. I hope you have a few too.

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