I LOVE BEING BIPOLAR
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Ongoing9m
Last published Sun, Feb 18, 2024
If you read this, then you're entering my mind, you're getting to know what it's like to be "The bipolar Anonymus".
So open your mind and understanding and walk through my life, thoughts and mind with me.
This is my journal
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