It was a normal day.
Well, as normal as any other Sunday had started lately anyway.
Little did we know that in less than an hour our world would once again be turned upside down.
After having a nice afternoon brunch together, that he had kindly made, my ex had another relapse.
His bipolar/schizoaffective brain had taken over (thanks to a little caffeine) and we were once again faced with a person we didn’t know. And a situation we weren’t sure how to navigate.
Even though we’ve been through it before, many times, it had been a while, we had hoped we’d never see this face again.
But alas, anyone out there who has dealt with a mental illness knows, it never really goes away.
So there we were, having just eaten and realizing that the conversation was taking a less than i...
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