To all my friend here in the bipolar community. It has now been a year since my mom died. This past Monday was her birthday. I miss her everyday, and continue to think of her often. I have begun to recount the months prior to her death. When she started to tinker with her meds, and how everything went so horribly wrong. If you would like to be a part of my and my moms final journey together you may read my journals. Hopefully you will learn from our experiences, it may save a life, perhaps your own. Still loving you mom.
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