I went to a bipolar support group in Manhattan.
Wow.
My head was spinning after I left.
Good people. Both supportive and scary. If that's the future, I'm in trouble.
But it was nice to hear other people's problems. And nice to hear I wasn't alone with my own problems.
Some were very intense.
I feel a little awkward talking about specifics, because it's other people's lives here. Maybe I'll just leave it alone.
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