Coming out of a bipolar episode and back into the "real" world always fills me with a happiness deeper than any other I have ever experienced. It is just so sweet to be thinking clearly, to be able to love and be loved, to really take part in class. Even homework takes on a sense of fun because I can actually do it, with no loud music (to combat depression) or weighted blanket (to combat mania).
Truly, everything feels wonderful, as the conversation below will show:
Me: Hello, "John"; isn't the world beautiful?
"John": It is. It's also hot out.
Me: Who the he*ll cares? Life is beautiful!
(And yes, admittedly, it was actually hot out.)
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