Xiaobian Poet
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I Have Bipolar Disorder. Sometimes I Want Him to Forget.
Not because I wanted to hide it. Because I wanted to be loved before I was handled.
May 31
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I Turned “I Want to See You” Into “Are You Free?”
I was afraid my longing would be too much. So I made it smaller.
May 28
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The Kinder He Was, the More I Needed Him to Be Flawed
Because if he had no flaws, I would have to believe I deserved him.
May 24
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The Bipolar Girl Who Got Too Good at Performing Recovery
I didn’t want to cost her anything. So I cost myself everything.
May 21
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I Made a List of Everything to Change. It Was Everything He Fell For.
I thought I was becoming easier to love. I was only becoming smaller.
May 17
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I Wasn’t Afraid He Didn’t Love Me. I Was Afraid He Would Stop Once He Saw Me.
Not afraid of being unloved. Afraid of being seen.
May 14
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I Built a Case for Myself, One Kind Word at a Time
She will say none of this counts. I keep adding pages anyway.
May 7
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