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Fight or Flight

Jill L. Ware

Always making flight the choice for me, I’d stay if they’d let me be.

Tell me what to do and see what occurs, this is my life, not yours.

Tending to bullying I never do, I fear confrontation, no matter who.

Never making decision so I don’t get sick, too late now I have some ass to kick.

Pick a number get in line, after I’ve let you have it I will be fine.

When I am manic I talk big and bad, most of the time I’m just sad.

No specific reason why, every 10 years I wish to die.

I haven’t been me for a very long time, how do I regain a life that’s mine?

My companion gone nearly 2 years now, I managed thus far not knowing how.

I didn’t say I managed well, life since has been hell.

They say Love is patient, it is not always kind.

Jill L. Ware

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Hello! I am a lot of things. First and foremost, I am me. Like it or leave it I believe God made me just as I am. That I need to go through these trials and tribulation to become who it is I am meant to be. does it suck? yes it does. I have two sons and three granddaughter and one on the way. I've been diagnosed with bipolar and borderline personality disorder for several years. This is a way to let my words out, get them out of my head. You are not alone in your struggle with these diseases, it's exhausting trying to be normal. Or what we percieve as normal.

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