You’d never guess it from the loudmouthed sasspot I am on this blog, but I am broken socially. And I’m through with letting that eff up myself and my life.
How a Lost character’s anecdote has taught me to get through my fears like I never could before.
I’m bipolar. It’s really not a big deal. Here’s why.
Not sharing my BP makes implies that it’s something I’m embarrassed about — the kind of thing that’s just Best Not Talked About. And I just don’t believe that anymore.