My imagination was a blessing and a curse. I had a creative, active mind, but my teachers told me I would daydream too much. I was always so lost in fantasy land. The bad part though: sometimes I wouldn't be in touch with reality or certain things would make me extremely paranoid that most people wouldn't even think about or understand. I also felt the little need for sleep and went through periods where I was super productive and imaginative. So I think some of those manicky signs were there at an early age (although of course the true manic episodes came early). Anxiety started very early as well.