I am going between middle ground and anxiety today and I have the creeps still. It's weird. A friend in college once told me I was like a female Robin Williams because I would break into characters and voices at random. I took it as a compliment but reminded her that I was not nearly as hairy. Looking back, I am pretty sure I spent the first two years and my last year manic.

I hope I get happy again too, but today I feel burnt out and hanging out on the lower end of things.