My late twenties.

It was after I was diagnosed and was put on lamictal and alprazolam. Both worked wonderfully. For the first time I wasn't anxious (at all! It was pretty awesome) or depressed. My life at this point also smoothed out, so I spent a lot of time relaxing and contemplating. On my days off I read and went shopping or went to the movies. I looked good. During this time period I wrote one of my books. Best two and a half months of my life! I stayed up all night writing and got up around nine and it felt really good.

Now things suck and I hate every day of my life. I know that's negative.