My Bipolar Fantasies of Disappearance, and Why I Always Return

Disappearance is easy in Alaska, but after decades of wanting to escape into the wilderness, I know now why I always come home. 

He simply got up and walked into the wilderness. His name was Justin and he was teenager living with a mental health condition, an affliction that affects so many of us, so he walked into the Chugach Mountains, the vast front range that towers over Anchorage, Alaska. He was never seen again. I was 13, with my own budding manias and depressions, and thus began my first fantasies of disappearance.

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