My social life pretty much consists of working with people I consider friends, and smoking weed with one of my few "real" friends. I struggle with going out. I made it to a photography gallery opening last night. It was a show my friend did about mental illness. I had to leave quickly to avoid breaking down in public. Now that I'm out of school I rarely do anything with anyone but my wife and kids. Seems like people started drifting away after my diagnosis.
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BP2, PTSD, BPD
“Learning to let go should be learned before learning to get. Life should be touched, not strangled. You’ve got to relax, let it happen at times, and at others move forward with it.”
― Ray Bradbury
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