Bipolar has been terrible on my mom. She spent so many years trying to figure out how to help me. To be honest, I didn’t know what would help me before I started my Health Cards!
Things are so different now. Sometimes I get mad at her when she says, “Julie, you’re showing the signs of mania. You have to be careful. Are you doing something about it?” I taught her to ask these questions and it helps, but I often just think, good god woman! Just leave me alone!
I am a mess without her help though- she sees what I can’t. We are a team.
I still don’t think my father really understands me- we live in different states. But I know he is trying.
I just realized that ‘we live in different states’ is a double entendre!
Julie
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