Mania was how I was able to be social. It was the only time I had the confidence to go places and do things and I never was concerned about what anyone thought. I was active and happier.
I was also a pain the arse even to myself.
But now I have no motivation to do anything. I spend most of my time anxious and afraid. Truly depressed. I don't turn down invitations to do things with friends, but I do not completely enjoy myself either.
Seems like the up was fixed, but the down came back. I would rather have the up.
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Success in not final; Failure is not fatal; It is the courage to continue that counts. Winston Churchill
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