Category Archives: class reunion

Send my regrets

This one is purely personal. So this morning, home because of the weather, I watched last night’s This is Us. And I found out my second cousin who I went to high school with had died. I hadn’t seen him … Continue reading

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I Am (not) A Rock

Part of the life of most bipolar people is regretting not living the life they could have lived. In most respects this is caused by the illness – the inability to make a keep friends, jobs, other social contacts. But … Continue reading

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Funeral for a friend

My best friend in high school died over the holiday. He was my age.  I hadn’t spoken to him since May of 2005 and I distinctly remember the phone call. Frank apparently died alone in his apartment in Florida and … Continue reading

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We were friends once, and young

Today’s screed is a situation that probably everyone can relate to or has experienced in one form or another. From The Washington Post: I was ghosted by my bridesmaid. It hurt more than any breakup. Best friends just. . . … Continue reading

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Was that really me?

Well that was the weekend that was (bonus points if you get the TV reference). Seriously, I don’t even remember this My 35th high school reunion has come and gone and there is much to reflect upon. First, I had … Continue reading

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