Therapy today made me realize that I am living my life in constant fear.

I fear that I am a bad mom.
I fear that I am a bad wife.
I fear that I am a bad employee.
I fear that I am a bad daughter.
I fear that I am a bad sister.

Those are the core fears but then I have new fears of going to the store, driving, ordering food at a drive in, interacting with people, etc.

Fear runs my life.

I fear how bipolar can shorten your life span.

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