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As soon as I got back home from my short trip (therapy and doctors appts prevents me from truly getting away in a retreat-like situation for wellness like I'd like to) I fell apart, again. Did you see a woman sobbing on the pavement near St James' Park? I'm either manically high or low and most of the time I'm alone trying to battle it. If I can be around others it seems to be easier to cope. A…
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