went so well last night. I wrote yesterday about how I had to do a panel discussion speech on bipolar disorder and recovery, with a question and answer portion at the end. Yesterday I believe that my exact words were I'm so nervous I'm going to barf. haha. Well luckily I didn't barf, and can I just say I kicked that speeches ass. ;)The audience was so nice too. I was just wondering, how many of you are in the recovery school. I've never been one to believe that with your diagnosis you were handed a death sentence. I believe that you work, you work hard, and some days suck, and some days don't (like regular people), but more extreme, and recovery, is not really a goal you reach, rather a a path your on, that keeps you guesing. But in no way do i think that having bipolar means we need to settle for mediocre lives. I think i's up to us to say fuck averge, and forget normal and strive for somthing beter. I think we can too. I just think it's a harder road for us beepers. That's why we were built so tough. :)
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