[A Red Panda]

I predict that this might get rather funny.

So what's the most embarassing thing you've done?

I guess I can start with one of my more embarassing moments:

(Keep in mind, my baseline is very low, so my hypomanics are quite tame as I am SUPER reserved most of the time).

I threw beer in a bartender's face at a hostel in Austria. He said something fairly sexist as I wasn't fully listening and missed it was a joke.. and tossed the last few sips of my beer in his face. (I would NEVER, EVER do something like that!)

[Resident Bipolar]

I did a lot of zooming around on computer chairs in my IT lectures. I've embarrassed myself on multiple occasions with my delusional thoughts. And dancing in the rain, barely dressed, at the petrol station? That was embarrassing afterwards.

Shameful.

RB

[Happy Camper]

Do we have to limit this to things we've done ourselves, or are (hypo)mania stories in general ok?

My first hospitalization, there were two guys who had met before but didn't know each other. It was only by coincidence that they met again.

Guy 1: Hey weren't you the guy scraping **** off the walls in clark county jail?
Guy 2: YEAH THAT WAS ME!!

The same guy later went into a massive rant during breakfast saying that pork meat doesn't need to be cooked because selective breeding has made it clean, then gleefully started informing us all about pork sushi.

As for myself, I thought my therapist in a mental hospital was an alternate version of myself from the future, and that some other kid who looked vaguely like Keanu Reeves was actually Neo, and I was Morpheus. That was before I decided he was Santa Claus.

Thankfully I don't really ever act out in a way that reflects my mental state. It's only until I start voluntarily revealing clues to my thought process that they see it. Although if I did lose control, I'd probably type a very long and seemingly insane essay on whatever had me excited at the time.

[A Red Panda]

Oh....

I, once, when drunk.... thought I was a dark elf ALA RA. Salvatore style. At a bar. I didn't say anything to anyone about it... but it was definitely how I was thinking.

It's also the only time I've ever initiated kissing someone. Why did I do this? Was I interested in him? No - I was bored and pretty sure he was into me and I felt like seeing his reaction.

[BipolaRNurse]

Originally Posted by Happy Camper

Thankfully I don't really ever act out in a way that reflects my mental state. It's only until I start voluntarily revealing clues to my thought process that they see it. Although if I did lose control, I'd probably type a very long and seemingly insane essay on whatever had me excited at the time.

I'm the same way.......if people only knew the crazy **** that goes through my head sometimes (like now when I'm heaing music that doesn't exist and seeing sahdows morphing into monsters). I present well most of the time so very few people really know how bad I can get. I don't even know what this is---withdrawl from an SSRI, leftover mania, psychosis, or some combination of the three.

Right now I could strip off my thermal shirt and walk out the door topless and not think a thing of it, except I am pretty modest IRL and have never even done that drunk or high. I'm unwell but not THAT much, KWIM?

[monochromatic]

I like to run... a lot. Like, "I'll race you!!!"

I think I'm super fast. (haha, not).

A few years ago I was out walking to a bar with friends and decided to take off (giddily), I tripped and fell in a puddle and sprained my ankle and had to be in a boot for a month.

As soon as I got the boot off, I tried to do it again with my boyfriend. He grabbed my belt to stop me, because sometimes I take off and get lost, and I face plummeted into a sidewalk. But thankfully I was hypo and thought it was hilarious and laughed off the pain.

[RenjiCat]

Once when manic I decided that I was In Coyote Ugly! Yep! I got up on the bar (please note this was a karaoke bar) and proceeded to dance to the people singing. Yep I did that!

[Victoria'smom]

Shortly after meeting my husband I decided that I was going to head butt him. At the time he was 6'3" 300+ lbs and I was 5'3" and barley 100 lbs. So I completely bounced off him, hit the pavement and just cracked up laughing. This was in the middle of the residents center during the springs fair.

Then there was like a week or two before that where I called some friends for help after a dunken night telling them "I can't find my clothes"

1 of 2:

deleting my entire folder of course work (which i'd spent weeks on), or once i started hurling random insults in an american accent at random people. i was called a texan more than once..... lol

[Moose72]

Originally Posted by shattered sanity

1 of 2:

deleting my entire folder of course work (which i'd spent weeks on), or once i started hurling random insults in an american accent at random people. i was called a texan more than once..... lol

So you mean you were using a texan accent.

[A Red Panda]

Once I'd had a really, really, vivid dream about having gone somewhere with my family.

So I casually brought it up with my mom, because I thought we'd really gone on this vacation. We argued for ages until she finally got my dad involved and they convinced me it really HAD been a dream and that we had NEVER gone to that place.

[nachal1]

I threw a laptop out of a moving car. It was a Macbook too.

[Alokin]

I have dreams like this as well!!

[EternalWinter]

In high school I went to school dressed like a pirate everyday for six months. even though I was new in the school. I braided my bangs and put beeds in my hair, made a pirate hat, I had real long hair so I could pull it off. Everyone called me captain jack. While some guys called me a fag, most girls seemed to like it thou, I finally had my first GF and had a few friends

I dont know why I did that... I just wanted to be different. I didnt go back to school after summer cause I just didnt feel as cool about it. My whole 'reputation' was from being the laughing stock and I didnt feel as confident as I did before so I didnt go back. Nor did I care about my education

Looking back i think that was the beginning of my bipolar-ness

[medicalfox]

I'm never embarrassed since I'm always awkward (in a funny way though since I have a good personality as I am told). Once I woke up in a park with no pants on then walked over to my friend's house for breakfast since my house was to far to walk to. I have terrible mania when I'm off my meds and everything seems like a good idea, I must have thought sleeping outside was a good idea at the time.

[BipolaRNurse]

I once got an entire football stadium to sing "NaNaNaNa, HeyHeyHey, Good-Bye" during halftime. Didn't know then it was mania fueling the desire to stand up in the seat and get my section going---I can't carry a tune in a bucket---but it sure was fun!

I quit my job, thinking they were all plotting against me, trying to overwork me and make me sick so they could lock me up, I made a scene and made a fool of myself. Thankgod I was forgiven.

On a lighter note -

I chucked tantrum about a pie not being as nice as the last one I ate in front of a full cafe strip, then threw it at a police car and had to nick off with the people in the cafe's cheering me on.

[avlady]

When i was in the hospital pshyc ward i was talking like the things in my head really happened, like my clothes being in the air when i woke up one morning in my bedroom.I had several other stories but i realized they were not true until after i was medicated and knew they weren't true anymore. It was embarrassing because the stories were so far fetched, who would believe them anyway?

[A Red Panda]

This one might only have been embarassing to me....

But I went and hit on a guy on BEHALF of my friend, because she was too shy. (Keep in mind.. normally she was less shy than I can be... so... clearly I was not in a normal state of mind). Invited him over to the table and everything. She was ready to kill me!

[EternalWinter]

In the psych ward I was furious after talking to the doctor said I had to stay manditory for at least another 24 hours. I swore at him and said I might as well just throw a chair at your head if im staying here anyway. When I left the office I kicked a garbage can and he said "okay now your going in hospital clothes". Which I knew meant I couldn't leave the ward and they would take away my cigarettes.

When I seen somebody going to leave I tried to run out right after they left then a nurse just shut it really quick and everybody was staring at me

Then I went to my room and pushed the bed up against the door. Then I just sat on the bed thinking to my self haha no one is coming in here! and to my surprise the door opened the other way and the security guys were just standing there looking at me with the clothes in hand. There like... "what are you doing?" I just gave up

Originally Posted by EternalWinter

Then I went to my room and pushed the bed up against the door. Then I just sat on the bed thinking to my self haha no one is coming in here! and to my surprise the door opened the other way and the security guys were just standing there looking at me with the clothes in hand. There like... "what are you doing?" I just gave up

Haha I did the same thing! Couldnt move the bed (it was bolted down) but I put the mattress and draws against it, then they open it the other way! Then I was put on 24 hour watch for 3 days Bet we arnt the only ones who have done that.

[x_BabyG_x]

Haha im cracking up at the door thing!

I had a really bad one in 2009 when i was doing my a-levels. I ended up manic and preaching to fellow classmates about God, i got a bible out of the library and carried it around wherever i went. People were like, 'i didnt know Megan was a Christian' and i was all like, 'i'm not a christian, i am my own religion! God is ME, dont you get it?!' logic that was totally on another level I still dont understand what i meant to this day, but aparently i had some to some revelation about God and found the meaning of life.

Then i started my own business in the same year and started selling lubes and rampant rabbits in college and passing stuff around lectures trying to make sales. Cringgeeee!

[Hoping4aCure]

I believe the fantasies in my head and sometimes share them with other people. I thought I was someone else and told my mom - of course she's my mom so she knew who I really was. But I get really lost in these fantasies and totally believe them- I hear voices and talk to people who aren't real.

I also pick fights at work and with friends- to the point now I have no job and no friends.

[A Red Panda]

I was freaking out one day because "The clouds aren't moving! They're supposed to move!" while at someone's apartment. I couldn't sit on the couch for more than a minute or two before I was back at the window and getting really worried. I am pretty sure I was thinking that the planet was freezing or something.... although I was logically talking myself out of it... but was still feeling pretty darn convinced!

[BipolarDenial]

Well I guess this was when I was during my first 'psychosis' and thinking the mafia was after me. When I was in the psych ward, I made sure I steered clear of nurses, doctors, etc who's last name sounded remotely Italian ... (Dimaggio, Balistriani, Valente,...) as I assumed they were Italian, ie part of the Mafia and therefore trying to 'do me in.'

The Social Worker comes in the next day. Middle aged woman, dark hair, heavy set. I could detect a faint resemblance of a little moustache on her upper lip. She asks a couple questions and I notably pick up on her accent. The conversation went like this:

Me: 'Where are you from?"
Social Worker: 'Brooklyn, why?"
Me: What's your last name?"
Social Worker: "We keep all our last names confidential."
Me: "Does it end in a vowel???"
Irritated Social Worker: "How are you feeling today?"
Me, Psychotic Psych Ward Patient: "Are you by any chance Italian??"
Social Worker: "I don't discuss religion."
Me: "Christianity is a RELIGION! Italian is your HERITAGE!"

Needless to say, I didn't see HER again...