The medicine she's on isn't predictable. I'm told this is a typical of mood stabilizers—up one day and down the next. The effect is even worse than the depression it's trying to control sometimes.
So I've come to start asking what the flavor of the day is.
Today was, "I didn't do anything. But I felt OK about it."
Yesterday she was looking up tips on how to slit your wrists.
I wonder what it will be tomorrow.
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