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The Bipolar Chick
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What Makes Me Happy?
- God
- My Husband
- Warm Weather
- Writing
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Chronicles of a Bipolar Chick
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3 comments:
You and Shell can write so eloquently about "those things" which drive me absolutely nuts. I envy that. Many times all I can do is nod. It seems silly to comment and say "Me too!" all the time.
Keep "whining!" :)
Why not?
Amanda, know that I read your posts and think the same thing. In a messy room in New York, there's a girl laughing, smiling, and knodding at the frustrations she thought she alone had.
I'll gladly pay blogger $25 a month for the talk therapy.
Amber, sometimes I just get tired of hearing myslef whine. I want to tell myself to suck it up, but then my other self scolds me for being to harsh. I guess which "me" wins depends on the day.
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