I am usually scared. There have been too many times I have felt like everything was finally going right and I had it under control only to have the bottom fall out. As hard as it is, impossible at times, I try to remember that the misery passes just like the euphoria. At my worst, I couldn't even write. I would have a word in my head and I would just write down a series of unrelated letters, I could barely speak. The nature of the disorder is just that. When you're up, remember you can go down, but more importantly, when you are down, remember you can go up again. Also, that's a pretty heavy dose of seroquel, but I don't know your history.