I've never had anyone notice or tell me that I might be manic -- and I have had some long-term therapeutic relationships.

The past few days, it has actually seemed as if a few things have gone well, starting to feel not only hope but a little excited about the future.

This has happened to me during a few times in life, when things were going well, but this time it's more fantasy and hope than actual things (will share later, when I feel more confident I'm not in an illusion) -- and my heart was actually racing.

I'm taking a time out to ground myself.

Peace and blessings, all. I don't think I'll be on late tonight.