I've just had quite a striking realisation that I must have had over 100 episodes of bipolar depression in the last six years! It's been one a month, lasting a week to ten days, so I've done the maths and that equates to around 700 days, which is a stark discovery. All that time lost to hiding away, not talking to anyone or engaging with my family. It seems that it's slowly fading and I truly hope as I write this that I can get through a month without it. When I'm well I realise how amazing life is. Just got to hold onto that.
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