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by Avrii Monrielle Oct 30, 2010 category : Life, society / other
Made me scream "I'm Jesus" when my mother called the cops. I was not scared; I did not think I was crazy. Got in fights with Beloved, thought I was sweating glitter and wanted to learn of Buddha. Two weeks later, "I'm Isis!!!" No. You are Type 1 Bipolar. Lost my Love, lost my parents' trust, went to two hospitals: one behavior, one mental. Each time in an obsession of Beloved, I'd write his name in a sketchbook, draw rainbows: God promised after every storm.