....I'm talking about myself too much. I'm talking about when I talk about my mania with my friends. I don't know if they fully understand. I see them smile and nod but then they don't really say anything after. And I don't know if this is because they don't know what to say or they don't want to say anything offensive. I did tell my friend about my therapy and he said something like, "sometimes do you think that maybe your therapist is wrong?" And this just made me think that they could be thinking that I'm wrong. I know people who use their illnesses as a crutch and sometimes embellish the reality of their situation. I DON'T WANT TO BE ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE! But I don't know if I'm coming across as one of them. I mostly tell my friends when I'm feeling manic and going to be around them, so they know what's going on. I don't see my friends very often so when I do, I talk to them about what's been happening to me, but maybe it seems like I'm just reminding them that I'm bipolar. I wanna talk to my friends about this thing that I have, but I don't know how, or even if I should. I hope this makes sense...I'm starting to feel silly for even writing this... My mind is going a millions times faster than my hands can type..I'm shaking as I write this...sorry if this was discussed before, I went back trying to find a similar discussion but there are soooooo many posts! Sorry if I'm saying sorry too much! hahaha!!!
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