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Today, I feel good. I’m going to have a productive day and pretend that I am not ill. I need to tidy my bombsite of a bedroom, then see Professor A.R. to discuss some work, then my best friend is coming over for a study session. I am in two minds over this work experience malarkey: can I really do it for two weeks without having a mini breakdown? Am I the right person for the job? I’ve never worked in the Rights department before, maybe they’ll think I’m stupid. Argghh, bipolar is a bitch.

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