My Mom is Bipolar...and I'm Okay

This one’s tender. 💔 Last night, I sat down with my son—my brave, wise, beautifully honest 11-year-old—and we talked about what it’s like growing up in a house where emotions sometimes run deep, loud, and complicated. 😔🧠💬

We opened up about grief, mental health, and what it means to live in a space where love is real, but so is the weight of navigating a bipolar parent. 💡 He shared his heart, I shared mine, and somewhere in the middle—we found healing. 🫂💭

It’s not a perfect conversation. But it’s a real one. And it reminded me that our children are watching, feeling, and forming their own understanding of the world—even when we’re just trying to survive it. 🌍💞

Press play ▶️ you’re a parent, a child, or someone who’s ever had to find peace in a storm. 🌧️☀️

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