Okay, I freaking give up. You let me have five whole days to write. I hope you all feel guilty.

Just kidding. Sorta. It's nice to see new (faces?) here. I make the pledge everyday, even if it's just to one friend.

I've been doing a tremendous amount of research and have stumbled across some facts that are totally going to blow your mind. It did me. I can't talk about it yet. But I promise you'll like it. Honest.

I'm going to try and catch up on my mail-please be patient with me. It's really wonderful to be surrounded by all this love.

And Rainbowfairy-honey I just don't get what your criticism is all about. You're not a robot. You're not a stepford wife. Did you really spend so much time thinking about negative things that you have to find something gigantic to fill that void? OMG, I wish I had all the time you do! I'm busier than a one armed paper hanger in a wire coat factory. And that's probably the worst metaphor I've ever written and makes absolutely no sense.
Try writing a book or two. Or spend hours doing research. Come and vacuum all the hairballs up off my carpet. That would keep you busy for a week.

I'm anxious to read all the new posts in here and see how everyone is doing. Even if you feel you can't make the pledge yet, at least you came for the party.

I pledge to kick suicide to the curb for the next 24 hours. I will try to fill my time with something useful and help other people whenever possible.

And here is the kicker. I have not experienced a depression or a manic episode for more than eight weeks now. And according to some sources-that means I am in remission. Bipolar remission. Who'd a thunk it?

Peace and love, Tea