Over the past few months I have been more open about my dx. I have had treatment for depression and then bp for the last 8 years, but only recently have talked about it with "friends". I used quotation marks because some friends have now become only aquaintances, nice when I'm around, but not including me in social events anymore. I now know who my true friends are. It makes me sad enough to cry when I think about it because I always hear of the gatherings through others-I used to be part of a circle who regularly had cookouts and parties, but now only part of these people include me in their plans. It's ironic because now I am so much more stable than I was just a few months ago, and I think I am probably much more able to enjoy social events.
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