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Sleep as a Savior
Day 13 of my medication change: I have been sleeping well, and that is helping to keep me in the range of normal to mildly hypomanic. I usually wake up feeling normal and by 10:00am I am happy go lucky, singing and repeating phrases, and enjoying the extra energy. I even wondered if maybe the…
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Rapid Cycling
Day seven of the medication change: It’s becoming clear that I am having fairly rapid mood shifts over the course of a few days. Friday I was hypomanic and didn’t sleep at all, and Sunday I crashed and slept most of the day. I also forgot to eat. Today (Monday) I am hypomanic again. I…
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Hypomania
Something flipped the switch to turn on hypomania. I find myself singing, sweeping, dusting, and clapping. Just minutes before I was curled in my comfy chair with the doldrums, a sense of malaise wrapped around me like a blanket. Now I am clapping and singing “Black Water” by the Doobie Brothers. Over and over “Mississippi…
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Within Reach
A reader let me know that she tried to post a comment, and word press sent an error code that this comment couldn’t be posted. I apologize if you put effort into writing a comment only to receive an error message. If you want to touch base before I figure out what’s preventing comments from…
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Life is Not Over Yet
My brain broke today and I had to piece it back together every few minutes, which is exhausting. When I am in overwhelm, words do not come easily to me, so communicating is excruciatingly difficult and I just stare into space. I welcome other peoples words, as I don’t have any that come easily. Yet,…
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Hypomania
This is the best description of hypomania that I have seen. SchizoKitzo takes you on a journey through her mind while in the midst of euphoric hypomania. She has rapid speech, excitability, and an irritation that everything is too slow. She is enamored with music that has a really fast tempo, and she recognizes that…
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Art Again!
I am making art again. This is a work in progress, with the working title of “Trying to Get Comfortable.” I use oil sticks which are very messy, and I love it! Once this dries I will go in with paint and refine it. I am just so happy that I didn’t give up on…
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I Quit
He’s taller than me when he stands on the bench, and he takes joy in jumping into my arms, wrapping his legs around mine and smiling his big smile. The problem is he is too big for me to hold. I am losing my grip as I say to him firmly, “feet on floor.” He…
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Ten Dead Dogs
When you are gone I turn on different lamps. I watch documentaries, and eat foods you don’t indulge in. Lasagna, quiche and cherries. I dare to listen to my own voice. She feels for the families, you decry the murderers. I am reaching between the bars, and playing see-saw with a young girl on the…
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Confessions
I tripped over a kindergartener and hurt my knee. Hazard of the profession. The kindergartener made out okay, just a few tears, then “Oh look, computer!” And all was forgotten. I’ve been using harm reduction with regards to my drinking and it is going better than expected. I have many days of the week where…
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