You will probably never read this. But the small chance you may inspires me to write this. You were not a very good girlfriend when we actually lived in the same town. You were often very selfish. For example, the day you wanted to see alan at the church. I changed my mind but you still kept going and blamed you misery on me. I no longer take charge of the things that hurt you. you are on your own. You are probably wollowing in your ptiy, trying to blame a exterior force. But to let you know, it is a trend your family has, whether they worry about medical concerns that aren't serious (Truly), or are blaming and judging people. You do not take control of your life. You blame your bipolar for so much that it doesn't even make sense. My grandfather had very severe bipolar but he never physically abused anyone. I am sure you will find a excuse. But my ears do not listen anymore.