Funny, to get a letter inviting me and two members of my bipolar self-help group to a regional network meeting, but then as the only original start-up member who hasn't given up and run away, it does feel a bit like my group.
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Formal complaint against the childer's school is progressing, and making everyone's life a misery. Now they don't miss any opportunity to make the kids pay for what is, really, my problem.
How very grown up of them.
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Some days I feel like Betty Blue. Other days it's more like Betty Boop.
