Having Bi-Polar disorder is tough. Life Throws Curveballs, and it’s best to go down swinging. I wouldn’t have it any other way. I have been hospitalized twice for Bi-Polar Manic, and I frequently struggle with Depression. It’s a crippling disease. It’s tough to know what’s real anymore. Luckily, I have friends and close family to hang onto, even if some of them only pretend to understand. Either way, their company is appreciated.
I want to thank my major collaborators and trouble makers. I salute you.
I will be writing more blogs about this disorder soon. Stay tuned.
Wagen, over and out.