Meeting The Forgotten Me 

I have noticed something new about myself lately. It is something I remember noticing as a teenager during a good patch and had since forgotten about. When at 17 I sat in my sunken sponge chair opposite my therapist I shared my revelation, "I have started thinking?" She was the only constant figure during my … Continue reading Meeting The Forgotten Me 

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Rules To Live By In Numbers 

I am on holiday. Some people they may ask, 'from what?'; I don’t work but I do study, part-time. I have been off from university for 2 months now, surely that counts as a holiday? I'm going to say no, not really. Firstly, I spent  ~a month of that time being unwell with the dysphoric … Continue reading Rules To Live By In Numbers 

Moving On From Hypomania

As with every episode, as it comes to an end and I regain the ability to think I start making plans to try to stay well. I reflect on what has been helpful for me in the past or in general. I look at the advice given by others with similar difficulties. I try to … Continue reading Moving On From Hypomania

The ‘Restless and Repetitive Motions’ Phase

:The Phases and Faces of Hypomania The restlessness can become very intense. You want to sit down and chill out but you need to keep moving. It feels slightly compulsive, like if you stop moving you'll die. However, there is less logic than that painted scenario, and less purpose. There seems no purpose to this … Continue reading The ‘Restless and Repetitive Motions’ Phase

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

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