Having bipolar has been a trip. It's just one of a plethora of other diagnosis. The last 9 years have been a challenge to say the least. But it's made me stronger and happier. I look back at my 20's and wonder why it took me so long to become healthy. Taking my meds because they help me. Not caring what other people think or say about me. Being able to walk and eat in public without judgement is a blessing. To smile and mean it makes me happy. Here's to the next chapter of my life....
This guy. What can I do I say about this wonderful man. I start by saying...Happy birthday, son. I can't express how blessed I am to have been chosen to be your mother. What a honor it is for me to raise such a fine human being. Thank you. I marvel at all you do and everything you have accomplished in the 22 years you've been.on this planet. School. Work. Friends. Family. You would take your own shirt off your back to help your fellow brother. I admire you for that. Your work ethic puts others to shame. Showing everyone that Autism isn't going to stand in your way. I stand all amazed by you. My hero. My love. My Son. Have the happiest of birthday my sweet boy. Forever and beyond ❤

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