Some things the same some things different. When my mind is racing, I don't get tired and I don't sleep without medication. I think of things and chuckle for what seems like no reason to others; sometimes it even seems that way to me because the funny thought was just one car on a busy highway and I literally can't remember what I was chuckling at when asked. Seems to happen at inopportune times like when someone just said something about a sad or bad event in their life and I chuckle. People think I am sad when I am not but barely notice I am down when I am in the abyss.

Long winded way of saying yes, I can relate to a lot of it. I am also type II.