My dad was an undiagosed bp, and his mom was also. My great uncle was 100% schizophrenic.
Mental illness runs all through our family. I look back on what my dad was like, and I forgive him because I know now he couldn't help it. I choose only to remember the good times we had and not the bad times.
My nana and dad had OCD really badly, and so do I.
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When life keeps knocking you down again and again, get up, dust yourself off, give it the finger and continue on.
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