I hate my mind. It is being so mean to me at the moment. I keep relieving my past. I know that it is important, that is why I am in therapy and I have a support system here, but I dont want to call them. They are not BP and I can explain how yesterday I was a happy camper and know I am struggling. They try to help, but they cant. Plus they say stuff sometimes about BP. They start with I she/he has BP or they think they do and then tell some horrible story. Then they say, but you are not like them. Now I am paranoid. What if they are wrong and I dont have BP. What if I am on the wrong meds. What if ...I just want my brain to stop
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