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My Arsenal
- Sarah Scritch
- May 1, 2017
- 1 min read

There is a constant tug of war when dealing with bipolar II. It is a violent pull, like having an anchor tied to one hand and a rocket ship tied to the other. The deeper the struggle, the louder, tougher and heavier each side gets. Like demons, they constantly battle as I try desperately just to keep my head above water. In these times it is the hardest but most vital to reach out to loved ones, keep up with my running, get outside to feel the sun and do the best I can to sleep. Sleep is my greatest weapon but unfortunately it is also my greatest obstacle.
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