So many things in common. The dangerouus and often fast driving with music so loud the windows need to be down to not go deaf while bawling your eyes out and yelling along to the song at the top of your voice. Louder and louder faster and faster just to get the emotions out.

The working single minded at work like a madman posessed....able to preform above and beyond with speed and accuracy without need of slowing down. Hour after hour of concentration like on drugs or a caffeine high. I was one best safest forklift drivers in our mill for my bipolar.....little did they know how often I wanted to kill or be killed.

The working at home, starting a task in the middle of the day and working til well after dark just to get it done....time of day seems to mean nothing.....just single minded task oriented focus....

The lack of regard for ones own life, health or welfare....just the desire to push your own body as far and as fast as it can go....physically, emotionally, mentally.

The insatiable desire for intimacy, then beating yourself up for it. Then relieving that stress with intimacy again....like a viscous repedative cycle. ..

The need to feel deeply and profoundly connected to another human, yet feeling totally isolated in a crowded room. The inability to cope in crowds. The desire to be normal yet not fitting in no matter how hard you try. The misreading of social ques and not able to pick up on the politics within friendships..

These are just some my symptoms over the last 14 years sharing my body with my bipolar monkey

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