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Originally Posted by Shakti
I'm a northern girl with northern sensibilities...
I have no CLUE what possessed me to go there...
Had anyone asked me why yesterday I would have shrugged my shoulders and just said I loved traveling and moving, which I do...but now I like traveling, not moving.)
And when I got there, for a few weeks I was again flying high and having fun (all hypomania back then, no true mania), seeing new things and places, traveling, being stimulated with newness, and then it set in...what the hell was I doing there...
P.S. I actually still do the moving thing, but in a different way. I move all the furniture in the house for the same effect on a fairly regular basis. I know that's why I do it and I have to do it...I need the change, the new way of seeing things. It's essential for me. But I also know that it's driven by bipolar.
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I am seriously beginning to think we are twins separated at birth!
All the above. And speaking of hypomanic European adventure... I've been to Ireland twice. By the time I took 3 flights to get to the East coast, then the overnight flight across the ocean and got there and just started into the day like it was my local time zone (this part is recommended actually), I was
off to the races. I set the pace for the second trip. (Before leaving (of course) I had spent
hundreds of hours planning every conceivable transportation route, mode and schedule.) Covered every area except the very upper NW in 3 weeks.
And I didn't even feel like we moving fast or anything, but in fact that we were taking our time and exploring and hanging out a lot! And we were. I
swear! But the relatives eyes bugged out when we circled back round to their place near the end of the trip when we pulled out the map of where we'd been.
Oh yes, on the furniture rearranging. Also add painting. I re-painted one of my kitchens (hehe, one of the places I lived -- I've never had more than one kitchen at a time!
) 5 times. And the entire rest of the house, more than once. Most of it 2 and 3 times. Not even including changing up single walls for added punch.
On the moving moving thing, I've moved twice in the last 5 months. One out of state, then second one across that state.
And neither while hypomanic even. The second move was on purpose and I knew it going in to the first one, but this didn't phase me. The only thing was all the loading, unloading and carrying furniture and lots and lots of books twice, and the second time, upstairs. Let's just say it was fine, but that my body informed me that I'm not in my 20's anymore.
(Or even 30's...)
You know, MooLove25, you might really be on to something. It's certainly got me thinking. I've always moved, but I never really thought about WHY. Oh! And here's a sentence from one of your posts that just caught my eye again... "The other night he was telling me why he has to leave..."
Curious. How did he perceive it? (Only if you are inclined share of course.)