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This is the rollercoaster you're constantly on when living with someone who's bipolar. You relish in their presence when its safe, you learn to stay away when its not, and you learn to try to make them happy at all costs, in hopes it takes longer for the darkness to return next time.

She was beautiful, funny, deep, complex and compassionate. And when Mom was well, my life was bursting with colour, and when she wasn't, I found myself tiptoeing around a dark house, waiting for her to reemerge again.