I have a million ideas. Everything all at once. I want to be a writer. I want to be a filmmaker. I want to do yoga. I want to kiss someone. Now. It’s almost midnight. I did take my medication, but I’m off track. I can’t even focus long enough to write this blog post. I don’t know what it is about September, but this month arrives and suddenly I can’t get grounded. I’m not yet so manic that I’m reckless. I’m just scattered hypomanic. My poor bank account.
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Your Bipolar Girl 
Yeah, we are notified of your response. It’s really a cool site you have. I like that I can put in a reply to any of your blogs.
Paul
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Thank you so much for your support, Samantha and Paul. These comments mean so much. I don’t even understand how this works exactly. Like do you get notified of my response now? I feel like I’m writing this to myself, but in any case, thank you.
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Hi, I think your site is terrific. Keep up the great work.
From a fellow BP to another-
Cheers,
Paul
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Hi… I just want to let you know that I totally feel what you’re writing about… I’m deep into some hypomania right now, and you blog really speaks to me. Take care of yourself and I’ll do the same, ok? Deal?
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