After months of feeling depressed, with suicidal lows, the last few days I can only describe as a mixed state: depressed and elevated at the same time. This basically translates, for me, as edginess. Extreme edginess.
And yesterday it started edging up into feeling good. Really really good. My brain is racing, I have boundless energy, and I feel as though, with enough encouragement, I could fly. Even typing this is painful, for my fingers can’t move as fast as my brain is giving them words to say. It’s going so fast that it’s shutting down at times (but maybe I’m just dissociating and my hypomanic brain just wants to pretend it’s rebooting). So I tried to write about what it’s like.
Swirling thoughts
Running
Racing
Can’t keep up
Shut down
The squirrels spin
A million light years
A second
Every word down
An enormous draw
Of energy
Boundless
My body tingles
Filled with power
Trying to find an outlet
To burn
Like fire
In my brain
My heart
My soul
Searing heat
That twists
And broils
Merging with my thoughts
My desires
My needs
Streaming outward
Upward
To the sky
Descent Rising 