The Up Down Down Down UP Phase

:The Phases and Faces of Hypomania Hypomania isn't always fun and games. It doesn't necessarily mean that you are super happy over nothing for too long. Sometimes it can become dysphoric. Hypomania is like being revved up on overdrive, therefore if something upsetting happens it can turn to rage extremely quickly. In a flick of … Continue reading The Up Down Down Down UP Phase

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The Definitive Phase

:The Phases and Faces of Hypomania Some people will be quite forward with me, "you're doing my head in. Go away." My partner, and nurses on a ward mainly who refuse to talk to me unless I stop pacing around them in circles as fast as my feet will carry me. Other people try to … Continue reading The Definitive Phase

The Chatterbox Tatterbox Hackerbox Phase

:The Phases and Faces of Hypomania What does someone do who has all of these amazing ideas crashing into one another in their mind? They're too good to keep quiet, too many to not share and too exciting to not act upon. They talk. I talk, shit mainly. I have a story for everything we … Continue reading The Chatterbox Tatterbox Hackerbox Phase

The Too Busy to Sleep Phase

I'm sure somewhere there is some wisdom on not sleeping that goes along the lines of, "if you can't sleep, get up and do something until you're tired". This is exactly what I do when I can't sleep, which doesn't happen all that often for me. I am a good sleeper. I always have been. … Continue reading The Too Busy to Sleep Phase

The Getting a Fuck-Ton Done Phase

: The Phases and Faces of Hypomania Imagine that every obstacle that comes your way is minimised. You're a giant Super Mario, the obstacles are the same size essentially but feel more like minute lumps in the road. What was once a 3ft wall is now merely a texture difference in the tarmac. Problem solving … Continue reading The Getting a Fuck-Ton Done Phase

Running My Fate into My Hands

We all have our comfort zones. I for one am a massive culprit of staying firmly rooted within my comfort zone. At times in my life I have even reduced and reduced what constitutes my comfort zone until I am living my life trapped by my own invisible boundaries. The saying, "life begins at the … Continue reading Running My Fate into My Hands