Yeah, in college before I got officially diagnosed I'd get manic the week of the vernal equinox like clockwork for 3 years. I was starting to speed up. I was pretty sure I knew what was coming, but being unmedicated, it turned out worse than I anticipated the last time.

My highs used to be euphoric, which is probably why I only went hospitalized for the depression. It soon got out of hand, though. I'm thankful I had the awareness to admit myself all but one of the dozen admissions. Maybe 10, not sure. Grateful it's been 6-7 years since I've worn those slipless socks.

Same question?