...I haven't been myself, sometimes. I've been struggling, for the first time in a decade, with my bipolar disorder. So I've had a couple of bouts of being not quite myself. In fact, I've been an asshole, and hurt people I love.
I don't have much more to say about that, except that I'm truly sorry.
What I did want to say is: I'm ending this year feeling like me (if a rather subdued and humbled version of me), and with a real sense of hope for the new one that's beginning.
So happy New Year, everybody. God bless.
