A mixed state, which I was diagnosed during, is depression on crack. I was literally afraid of my shadow (took overhead lightbulbs out, wore sunglasses inside). Racing thoughts, suicidal ideology, just a big ball of worst ever going really really fast.

Big thanks to the not one person that said, Dontspeak, are you ok? I think something is wrong here. Woohoo, mental illness, let's get a big old carpet to sweep it under!