Thought I would share a journal entry from when I was manic in hospital. It makes me laugh…
To be honest, what the docs call my ‘mania’ is pretty damn fun. Well mostly. There are some unpleasant aspects to it. But after enduring months of that monstrous depression ‘mania’ feels good! I want to make a cake. I want to DO stuff.
I didn’t realise what was happening until I was immersed in it. And once I was in it there was no way I wanted it to stop.
It started with lots of ideas. I couldn’t
Yep. That’s it. Couldn’t even finish a sentence, never mind a journal entry 😉