For the last month, I've been a steady as a rock---haven't been this stable in years. And yet, when I think about the coming spring and summer, with warming breezes and the sun shining on my face, I can feel the rush of euphoria wanting to erupt in all its glorious hues, and I want it so badly I can almost taste it.

I conveniently forget about the ugly part---when the hypo/mania turns on me. When I shop compulsively and buy hideous things I will never wear or use, when the irritability gets so intense that I can't hide it, when I become so agitated and restless that I literally want to crawl out of my skin. All I think of is the high.....I love the feeling of invincibility and the confidence that EVERYTHING is possible.