I'm basically the same person I've always been.
I'm told I have an infectious smile, it intensifies when I'm up and disappears when I'm down.

I'm told I have a wicked sense of humor and quest for learning new tidbits of info. This too intensifies when I am up and disappears when I'm down. During the depression I've read the same book 4-5 times and still can not recall anything. During mania I've an insatiable appetite for reading about a great many things but rarely finish anything because I have so many things to read, the whole world must be understood and there's not enough time although I'm not sleeping.

I'm easily irritated when I'm up, normally have a great deal of patience when I'm stable and don't give a **** when I'm depressed. Yet I'm still me.