I was hypomanic for months before I flip-flopped down into the abyss where hence I linger. There was no way I could have known that the wonder of my polar high was going to result in such an unbearable decline in my mental well being.
Being new to this disease, the last three weeks I've struggled against hope to endure the overwhelming lows. I feel like the world would be better off without my further involvement, due to the constant bane I sleep with and then awaken with, when I sleep at all. I feel like I'm losing the battle and have no interest in prolonging this agony. It's simply not fair to my wife and dog.
As with most of you, everyone else is gone from my life.
Will this manic depression ever swing back to the hyper phase, or am I doomed to struggle with this fiery depression until the end of time?
62 year old male . . . 40 mg. latuda, period.