Bipolar Memes Novels & Stories

Breathe again. But it’s Mel I’m worried about. She resembles the ghost of a bipolar chameleon on a bag of Skittles. Her pale face is still blown up like a birthday balloon, all blotchy, and sprouts about all the colors of the rainbow. The same as my torso. Her vibe is unhinged mime about to go rogue. And I don’t blame her. If these results are what we think they are, things are about to explode faster than Jackson’s temper at a family therapy session.

#BlackwoodMeltdown was number five. The videos were everywhere. Dozens of angles of my screaming, my collapse, my desperate pleas to be left alone. And the comments... God, the comments were vicious. "She's literally insane lol" "Someone needs to get this girl some serious help" "When you're so desperate for attention you fake a breakdown " "Maya Blackwood is the poster child for what happens when you give damaged girls too much attention" The memes had already started. Screenshots of my face mid-scream with captions like "When you realize you have to take responsibility for your actions" and "POV: You're not the main character anymore."

“I swear you’re bi Meme” “Bitch I’d be bi for you and only you”, she says through her continuous laughing and winks at me as I throw a pillow at her. “I’m joining the alphabet mafia bitches”, she squeals. When we look at her confused, she says, “you know LBGTQ, and I dunno all the rest of the letters and symbols that go along with it. But you know what I mean”! “There is something seriously wrong with you Mems”, I say to her and she just shrugs.

Rhalia fired off, followed by a slew of red flags and eggplant emojis. "I don't know how you did it, but girl... It's been what? Almost a year?? And you still don't feel the urge to jump that absolute Adonis??" Liora added with her signature dramatic flair. I felt heat rush up my neck as I fumbled with my phone, frantically typing, "Oh my God, guys-", but before I could send it, Maelis delivered the kill shot. It was a meme of dogs humping in full force, with the caption: "Don't be shy, sweetheart. If you need tips, I can help. 😈💅"

Well, if you don't tell me I'm obviously not going to know" I attacked. He put his hands on his hips, looked at me and then started laughing, is he serious? A while ago he was super angry and now he's laughing. I definitely don't understand this guy's bipolarity. "Okay, Mr. Bipolar, can you tell me what's so funny?" I stood up. "That's what I hate the most: not being able to be mad at you for one fucking minute" he says. He walks over to me and grabs my cheeks, making me look at him. "But it's better if you leave things as they are. Please."

- Says downcast In addition to being crazy, I realized that she is bipolar. Wolf, crazy, without judgment and bipolar, what could go wrong in this coexistence? I don't refuse your offer, I'm going to take advantage of your goodwill, at least today. - Great, do you have a speaker? Let's do it in style - Rejoicing - No - Arg. Go by cell phone.

Above it, a caption: “When you marry a CEO but still get treated like the valet.” A second meme followed moments later. This one had Eleanor’s face mid-sentence, with: “The real boss showed up. Grandma with the Glock.” Julian stared at it for a moment. Then silenced the phone and slid it into the drawer beside his watch. By midmorning, Sophie strolled into his study holding a tablet and two croissants. “You’re trending,” she said, dropping the pastries onto his desk. “And before you ask, yes—most of it’s satire. Some’s nasty. But some of it’s… weirdly affectionate?”

Mark said pretty much excited and before I could say no, he was out of sight, "Hmm" I sighed softly,I miss her, I missed her so much. If wishes were horses, if only wishes were horses. Hey guysssss!!! Chapter 18 is out! Yes.. I know it took me weeks to update but remember something, I did anyways lol😝😝 I sincerely apologise for the late update,I hope you keep believing in my writing,"Memories" is an amazing story, I hope you stay put in this journey of memories. Thanks y'all for the support and encouragement, thanks so much. Thanks for taking out your to read this story, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. Enjoy 😎😎 Don't forget to vote, comment and share. Thanks Xoxo

“I swear you’re bi, Meme” “Bitch, I’d be bi for you and only you”, Meme says through her continuous laughing and winks at Amory, who throws a pillow at her. “I’m joining the alphabet mafia, bitches”, she squeals. When we look at her confused, she says, “you know LBGTQ, and I dunno all the rest of the letters and symbols that go along with it. But you know what I mean”! “There is something seriously wrong with you, Mems”, Amory says to her, but she just shrugs.

Which he almost always did. "I'm scared," Sophia whispered. "Of losing control again, of getting lost in memories without being able to come back to reality. I'm afraid of forgetting who I've become..." She sighed. "Without the medication, I'm a very different person... Bipolar disorder isn't something that can be controlled simply through therapy."