Keep Faith On Hard Rapids & Soft Streams

This small creek dries up after a week without rain but can flood after a night of thunderstorms.

With my bipolar issues, I’ve had any degree of day. I can go from being deliriously delighted, full of energy to morbidly melancholy, sleeping 16 hours out of a day.

Then, my epilepsy knocks me unconscious. I’ll have a dream-like fantastical feeling float into my head, and the next thing I know I’m in an ambulance. Paramedics ask many questions, while I try to figure out what happened.

In all three of those instances, I tell myself to pray, and in the end, I always survive.

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