Manic Misadventures
Posted By Cherrie Webb on January 31, 2012
I have been told that I’m having having a rapid cycle of a manic phase and that I’ve been in this for at least three weeks now. Can you believe it? Moi? So in keeping with my tell all and get to know me kind of life, I’ll tell you what I’ve really been doing.
Last month, I celebrated (if you can call whining and crying and bemoaning) my birthday. I’m a year older, a year closer to being HALF a century. I suppose that I am pleased when you consider the alternative. I convinced myself, with the help of my family and a few friends, to get out of bed and do the things that I would normally do. I went to my group therapy sessions, attended some classes… Life was going to be normal. Afterall it was just another day, right? Hubby and I had a fantastic dinner with friends and the rest of the night was well… grown folks stuff.
The next day, I decided that I could repair the world. What’s more, I decided that the assistance of everyone else was paramount in my world reparation. POTUS needed me. The internet needed me. My group needed me. Those little helpless wolves that are running from Sarah Palin’s helicopter hunts needed me.
I understand the lure of staying in a manic state. There is such clarity, such vision and inspiration. Boundless energy, no need for sleep. We exceed mortal needs. How can you say no to that? Suddenly, everything made sense. I even understood that calculus problem that I had in 9th grade that baffled me and had me in tears.
My mind raced with a thousand ideas and as quickly as I could complete a thought, 19 others would replace it. I became a human sponge, absorbing everything around me. Colors were brighter, sounds clearer. I was hooked. (And all this while I was on my meds!) As sane as I thought I was, I was driving the people around me nuts. I am truly surprised that my hubby is still with me. I can barely tolerate me when I am in a full blown episode.
Where was I? Oh yeah. So the birthday was good. Then the New Yeatr and then I was off to save the world. Somewhere in there, I decided, I needed a nap. And that’s when it occurred to me that I couldn’t lie down. (or is it “lay” down?)
That was three weeks ago. I am still trying to save the world.
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