Yesterday was a wild London ride indeed. We began the day at the Tate Modern, our one site-seeing adventure, sliding down Classen Holler slides and checking out their amazing Surrealist gallery.

 *We'll post pictures our our journey when we get back to the States*

We then headed off to a cafe in central London to be interviewed by a woman who is writing a film about a love affair between a woman who is "bipolar" and a man who is not.  She wanted to know what it's like to be "bipolar" and in a relationship, about our patterns and coping skills, etc. A totally surreal experience to be a token other for 2 hours. Sometimes I feel that the more times I tell my story, the less it feels like "me" and the more it feels like someone else's life. The woman did seem genuinely interested, however, and I hope that speaking to us will allow her create a more respectful and accurate portrayal with fewer harmful cliches. What she does with the information we gave her is up to her. Hopefully, we've done a public service of some sort...Trippy to be the savage other.

Discussing the effect of extreme states of being on my relationships is one of the hardest pieces for me to grapple with because I'm reminded of all the people I have lost, hurt, and alienated. It's a major source of shame for me that I'm really working on. This interview was timely...

In a few hours, we're off to Bradford, in the North of England to do a workshop that they're calling "Mad in America". More about that later...

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