You're right, of course, things always seem better in a day or two. Still wishing for that miracle drug that keeps you from communicating in any way when you are manic.

I'm back to my normal, cheerful self and nobody's looking at me sideways anymore.

Funny, people talk about cycling into depression and being suicidal and all - seems like I only want to kill myself after I've done something amazingly stupid while manic. I'm usually too tired to think about it when I'm depressed.

More meds, more therapy, and time keeps on ticking.