Dear Emily,
It is about 3 months since you were diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder. We are still fiddling with meds, to try to get your symptoms under control. Some days are ok. Other days are BS. Tonight we sat together under your doona while you cried. You were in a panic because you were worried that the meds are going to take away your hallucinations, and you don't want them to go because some of them are comforting. It was hot under there. I felt like I was suffocating. I didn't know what to say or do. So I just sat with you. I hope it was enough. I hope you find some relief from this crippling anxiety soon. Very soon.
I love you.
Mum
These faces represent the presences of detached emotions that I experience. 
When I look at them there is an odd familiarity, like they are family who I recognise, and I can't assign them special names or characteristics. 
These are the faces I feel comfortable with. 
When I am really anxious there are other faces that terrify me. 
It's hard to explain, but this is one way I experience emotion. 
