Hello my beloved fellow bipolar sufferers:

I'm not really superstitious, but I avoid cats in general. Either color.
Never cross under a ladder, because I'm afraid something will smash my head.
If my right hand itches, I close it. Just for fun. Nothing else.
When I see bird doo in my windshield, I don't jump with joy, but, ah, it's just ****.

It irritates me if I step on dog doo. But It means I'm lucky, right?.
I have a cow bell and a liberty bell. Also the one you tap on it. Ring 'em ring 'em all the time.
I have worn out horseshoe on top of the door from the garage to the house. and a used rail nail too. Just for kicks.

I carry my birthstone in the left pocket of my pants. Beautiful aquamarine.
The eye of Horus is on top of my desk. It's supposed to be a healer.

I have never denied anything to a woman. Pregnant or not. No pink eye for me.
I love houling to Mother Moon when she's full. Never brought me any disgrace. Only pleasure.

I eat my twelve grapes on NYD. And goat. Supposed to grow hair.
Always enter a room with the right foot. Instint, that's all.
I do the salt thing, if I spill some. Yeah.
I knock on wood (my head) often.
I'm not afraid of Fridays the 13. In my native land, it's Tuesday the bad 13.

When I go gambling, I have my nails done, and wear a lucky pinky ring.
I have a limit to lose and a limit to win. Per session.
If I win, I don't change my underwear until I lose. I do hand wash 'em sometimes, if the streak is long, and wear 'em again.

If I lose, the next session, I wear all the Orichas in the outside, and Orula's hand. (Santeria). Powerful company, sometimes. When you're going to lose, not even the Higher Power intervines. You're on your own.

Come to think of it, granted, I may be a little superstitious. Not extremely though.

How about yourself?.