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Originally Posted by CopperStar
I'd go back just to mess with them. Suddenly grip the chair and start making Hulk noises. "Oh god, ugh, I'm.. I'm going into a BIPOLAR RAGE!!!!" and then accidentally hit the overhead light into her face. "Oh gosh so sorry, that just happens from time to time. You never know when the BIPOLAR RAGE will strike. It's over, though, for now. You can go ahead and clean my teeth."
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Lol.
Whenever doctors or nurses find out about the bipolar thing I always get this kind of scared look from them, like I'm going to grow claws and lunge at them or something.
I have to pick up my prescriptions from the pharmacy at my work, and it's really embarrassing because they know me, but my husband told me I should just start messing with them, like act all crazy around them and ****. Haha. I don't know. I make him pick up my prescriptions. I'm too embarrassed! Which is sad. I shouldn't feel that way.