Hypomania Symptoms (so you don’t have to go look them up)
- euphoric, elevated, expansive, or irritable mood and increased energy;
- excessive self-esteem or grandiosity;
- less need to sleep;
- more talkative than usual or feeling pressured to continue talking;
- expresses ideas rapidly — quickly changes topics or feels that thoughts are racing;
- trouble focusing;
- restlessness or increased participation in goal-oriented activities; and
- excessively engaging in activities that have a high likelihood of having negative consequences (for example, promiscuity, excessive spending, poor business decisions).
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Not a lot of people know about my bipolar II diagnosis. Since almost no one I know will see this, I’m finally free to share my story and thoughts on the subject. I will probably be updating this post as I come up with new ideas and experience more of life with bipolar II. I have struggled with depression since the sixth grade, and anxiety since the womb. I did not get diagnosed with bipolar II until March of 2017, but I had an idea beforehand that it might be the case.
I am currently in the midst of a hypomanic episode, and dreading the comedown, so I keep drinking more coffee. My mood is at least elevated if not euphoric, which feels pretty amazing. I feel like I’m on top of the world. I feel like I can do anything. I only started this blog two days ago, because I’m now super goal-oriented and decided to take on such a big project. I hope I stick with blogging, even when I am not in a hypomanic state. I am sleeping very little and my body is exhausted, but my brain won’t let me sleep properly. I have almost no money to my name, because I’m a broke college student, yet I paid to get my own domain name for this blog???
This is all very new and confusing to me. I have done a lot of research, but nothing compares swapping stories with other badass survivors of mental illness, in this case bipolar II.
4/22 I am going on to day number nine of my hypomanic episode, which is the longest I’ve ever had. I am addicted to the feeling. I drank even more coffee this morning just to help me along. I’ve been awake a good deal of the night, just sitting in the darkness, waiting for the earliest rays of the sun to come through the window. I’m waiting for my sister and dad to wake up, so that I can have someone to tell all my racing and unfocused thoughts to.