Just a thought. I sometimes feel like having MI/BP is like trying to reason with something that is so utterly destructive that trying to reason with it is only going to pull you further down into the quicksand. And I dont think we should let this illness rob us of all human dignity. Like keeping ourselves clean. I dont want to lose myself completely to this. I like perfume, fancy towels, hair-products, heels and make-up, damn it! And I dont want to lose that to my illness...