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It is meant to be read in three ways:
As the introduction to the book says, this little book was born from a desire to bring a smile in the waiting rooms of psychiatric clinics and hospitals.
The book does not contain any information about Bi-Polar Disorder as such because there are plenty of places where that information is available (see Resources). The only thing I felt I could contribute to the understanding of Bi-Polar Disorder was my own personal experience with my own individual version of the illness.
May you indeed find your way back to laughter.

This is Part 2 of the Bi-Polar Girl story. It describes the long arduous recovery journey I am still on from the massive breakdown I experienced at the beginning of 2005.
Interestingly, I wrote Part 2 before I wrote Part 1. Somehow, I needed to come to terms with where I was before I could come to terms with what had brought me there.
It is meant to be read in three ways:
As the introduction to the book says, this little book was born from a desire to bring a smile in the waiting rooms of psychiatric clinics and hospitals.
The book does not contain any information about Bi-Polar Disorder as such because there are plenty of places where that information is available (see Resources). The only thing I felt I could contribute to the understanding of Bi-Polar Disorder was my own personal experience with my own individual version of the illness.
May you indeed find your way back to laughter.

Conversations with Batty was born from a desire to make friends with my illness in order to understand it better and live with it more successfully.
The book does not contain any information about Bi-Polar Disorder as such because there are plenty of places where that information is available (see Resources). The only thing I felt I could contribute to the understanding of Bi-Polar Disorder was my own personal experience with my own individual version of the illness.
I felt moved to write these conversations down as they occurred, without any censorship, and I didn't cheat (even when some of the stuff I was writing was very uncomfortable for me).
Little did I know where it would lead me....