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Sad to say, some days being bipolar is like being part of the game called “Minecraft” (or as we like to call it, “Mind Crap”). I feel right now like a “creeper”, shuffling along in perpetual  anguish through a life with no ultimate destiny except to explode when I encounter people.

Ain’t it pitiful. Hah. At least the thought of this brings a smile to my face! 🙂

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