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Originally Posted by Tapering
I try to tell people on a need to know basis. I only tell people after I know them a long time and if I trust them. I had to tell my employer and it was disastrous for me. Needless to say I am unemployed now and feel black balled in my field.
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Yep. I know what you mean. I told the person I was dating and was immediately place in the "friend" category. On the bright side, he has turned out to being a wonderful friend, and starting to understand more about BP, and starting to "get it". Still the stigma somewhat stains me, because I am now stuck in the friend category. Oh well. 
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Bi Polar 2 (mixed), CPTSD, GAD, PD (with agoraphobia), ADHD.
Lamotrigine, Zoloft, Vistaril
"I hated labels. People didn’t fit into slots—prostitute, housewife, saint—like sorting the mail. We were so mutable, fluid with fear and desire, ideals and angles, changeable as water."
"The blues are because you're getting fat and maybe it's been raining too long, you're just sad that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of."
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