The temptation never goes away. Sometimes, it’s stronger than usual. Other days, I forget about it altogether.

Sometimes I forget that I struggle with bipolar disorder. It’s the moment I crash after feeling on top of the world for several days that I remember it.

Some people have asked me about the semicolon tattoo on my wrist. The story, the purpose, the reason. Most guess that it means I’m an English major. I am not.