Me and my mental health
My life has not been easy
Everyone expects me to happy and cheery
but sometimes my anger gets the best of me,
Its like a volcano ready to erupt
I can not stop it
Its like mount St Helen its calm and breezy
then BOMB! it explosed and riuns everything,
I have Bipolar 2 I used to be ashamed to say it to
Now I am not because I know it doesn't define who I am
I am still that girl who...
Loves art
Loves to help others
Loves my family
Love to hang with friends
Loves school
Loves to learn
And is proud of who I am
I don't let my disability define who I am or who I want to be
Bipolar 2 how is it defined has having a spasmanic episode of angry, anxiety, or depression.
I face all of these and yet I have over come it
I have learned a way to control all of these emotions
And yet I am going to make a bright future for myself
So don't let any disability stop you from who you want to become
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