So my depressed cycle ended a couple of days ago and then my manic cycle started back up yesterday. I was hoping I was wrong because I was really enjoying the period of calm rationality that I get so rarely, but looking back on it I was definitely manic. I may have been manic on Sunday too, come to think of it, because when I talked to my dad I just kept going on, and on, and on… but the reason I know I was manic yesterday is that I didn’t eat, and I wasn’t hungry. Then I stayed up after my arbitrary bedtime for four extra hours, and couldn’t sleep for another two hours after I finally turned in. So that means I finally fell asleep at around five o’clock this morning. Then I woke up at around seven A.M. and I am not even a little tired.
On the plus side I got a lot of editing done on my books with help from my mom. Thanks Mom! I didn’t write a whole lot of ‘new’ yesterday though. Well, that’s not fair, I didn’t get much new on my Killer Therapy (working title) book. I wrote about two thousand words on my Road Trip (working title) book. Which frankly is really surprising because it it turning into a very emotional story, and being manic tends to make me emotionally stupid. Of course the emotions I am drawing on are deep seated and very old, so maybe they are just easier to access.
Also, something I’ve noticed is that when I am manic writing the blog here comes a lot easier. I guess I type faster in addition to speaking faster, or maybe it’s that the thoughts just come into my head faster. Either way, I guess you can probably expect to see more posts for the next week or so. Thanks for reading, and in case I haven’t said it before feel free to comment with any questions or comments about any and all of my diagnoses, my life is an open book, and I’m happy to share!