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I am managing. I have weathered flare-ups without harm. I would be a good mom. Or at least, I would be no worse a mom than many mentally healthy people.
In fact, although there are countless times that I have cursed my condition, I cannot deny that it has made me who I am, and more and more these days, I actually like that person. I admit that I went through some awfully prickly years when I wasn’t much good to anyone, but I think the things I’ve been through have made me…better somehow. More compassionate. More patient. I am still not quite ready to be a mom, but I think I’m about as ready as anyone else.