I am blessed with many friends, online and off, who are as dear to me as anyone can be. We have laughed together, cried together, eaten together, danced together, sung together, joked together, mourned together and loved together.
Now that I’m back in my bipolar disorder cycles of depression and hypomania, hurtling around like a marble in a shoebox, I haven’t heard from any of them.
A lot of the contact I have with friends is on Facebook, and I have almost entirely stopped posting, replying or otherwise interacting there.
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