bipolar type two
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It feels as if I'm flying and not even trying to be better,No longer am I plagued by depressing thoughts in my head, wishing I were dead but ratherFeeling like I'm on top of the world ready to leap down into the abyss below,
The hypomanic mind is quite unique
With sharp twists and turns, pulling you in and out of its clutches
As it creeps upon you slowly, until you can no longer claim normality
