So I was driving today...actually I will go back a couple weeks as that seems to be the root of my paranoia. There is construction going on on my highway and I wasn't in the best of moods so when it was finally my turn to go I sped up really fast so my tires would spin and I shot rocks at the mother effer holding the 'Slow' sign (thinking to myself that they have poles for that type of job, more wasted tax dollars). Well my mood as significantly raised, very close to hypomania if not already tipped over. I was driving today and, me being in my good mood, I waved to them and slowed down to what they would like no problem....errr wrong. Those mother effers have memories like elephants and the truck drivers and pole workers were all being rude to me. I would go to pass the truck but he would drive in the middle of the road so I couldn`t pass!!!! I don`t understand how one little bad day could turn into all of them out to get me. My realistic side tells me today was just a strange turn of events but my other realistic side (my bpd and bp side when hyper happy) says those mother effers are out to get me. Would you be out to get me for shooting rocks, keep in mind I could of just been pegged as a stupid woman driver as I never once called them anything to their faces.