My Life As A Bipolar Introverted Empath

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It’s not as fun as it sounds.

My husband and I share an office at home. He does IT work while I write, and the arrangement works out well. We sit back to back in our office chairs and hunker down except for the occasional joke or comment that passes between us. We enjoy each other’s company even when we’re not talking.