Head and body filled with broken glass

"Do you know the feeling when your contacts aren't quite right? Like not quite lined up with your eyes and you keep rubbing and blinking and trying to get them back into place??? Yeah that is what happens in my brain."

It is like the needle on the record player of my brain is out of the groove and screeching

My brain is like a salad spinner trying to spin when not lined up right.

"I'm feeling all Bipolar today"

moopy

suffocating

freakshow in my brain

high

bubbling

revving up

ramping up

buzzy

buzzing

"smiling to myself, laughing to myself, winking at the mirror"