Ever since I can remember I always wanted to be a mom, but once I was told that I really was Bipolar things have been a bit different. I'm affraid of passing this to my children because I know that's how I got it, from my father. I know nobody can know what will happen in the future and no matter how much I want this I'm even more affraid of my child resenting me for being the one who gave them the problems that I have. I have talked about this with my mother and my family and almost all of them say that I shouldn't have children becuase it's to risky. But like my mother told me just because I can't have a child doesn't mean I can't be a parent some day, and who knows mabey some day they will have cure for being bipolar but until then I don't think I'll be able to have child of my own. It really sucks because that's the one thing I know I would have been really good at and now I may never know.
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