Euphoric Mania

Life seems as if you are experiencing it at the highest level possible. The thought of potentially entering back into this state is both exhilarating and terrifying. You may not consider the consequences of your actions and remember what is has done to you in the past. Remember that 1 day of mania typically results in 1 month of depression. Weighing the consequences seems insurmountable compared to the short lived benefit. People who have entered into this state strive to achieve it permanently. Many have tried and all have failed. Find joy in the simple things in life. Live a well balanced lifestyle. Start a family. Go out with friends. These are the suggestions that are given.

This is the mental illness aspect of my life. The cornerstone of my existence. To this day, I find difficulty in finding pleasure in normally pleasurable activities simply because I have experienced a state beyond what is considered to be normal. I have extreme difficulty letting it go. Pleasure and thrill seekers is a term given to the average individual as a dulled down version of the term maniac. Maniac has a negative connotation in this world. No one ever says “look at that guy go, hes a maniac!” with any positivity behind it. People who experience mania will not refer to themselves as maniacs either. They are however, seen by their family and friends as one. Next time you think you can achieve this greatness on your own and remain emotionally, mentally, and physically stable, think about closest friend calling you a maniac and see how you feel. Better yet think of your mother.

We are not like the rest of the world. The average persons mind is not occupied by these thoughts. It does not overtake them. We are in constant search of something better and returning to the point where every day life is flat out boring. In the absence of mania is depression, anxiety, and fear. Mediocrity is prevalent. Nothing is ever good enough. We live for these short term highs in life and are psychologically low when they do not occur.

I think that the only time maniac is appropriate is how natives of the state of Maine are refered to, when familiar like a nickname/petname done with an affectionate undertone.

Trying to stand up against stigma is about all we can do.

My mania may start of somewhat euphoric (hypermania) ... but my full blown mania is pretty nasty .... ugly .... destructive .... always lands me in s(bleep).

I need to remind myself this when I think I miss the "high".

In a way I consider myself lucky to have never experienced full-blown euphoric mania. Most of my episodes have been very negative energy-wise which makes it easier for me to accept treatment, I think.

While I never want to be manic again. I wouldn't want to give back one second of the euphoric mania I have felt. For me remembering it brings a certain awareness to the everyday experiences I have. I have seen and felt and touched beauty. I have been at one, at peace. I have understood....

I bring that to my normal everyday life and it is a very beautiful positive thing for me.

However years ago when a nice hypomania turned into a mixed mania and then tossed me out into numb depression and I got my dx I was bereft. I had a very hard time realizing that real life was not in fact very euphoric. The bad meds I was on at the time did not help that at all and made it worse. But now years later and after some other experiences I do not experience that feeling at all.

Up until a few months ago, I only experienced hypomania and it had never landed me in the hospital, but a few months back I was put on Abilify and that was what you describe, euphoric, wonderful energy for a couple weeks and then I crashed hard. It was similar to a cocaine or amphetamine high that lasted much longer. I'm now on Depakote and I now have very short lived micro hypomania episodes and the majority of the time I'm apathetic and bored with life. I need a nuerolizer from the Men in Black movie so I can't remember what feeling good was like.

This is wonderfully put. I DO feel like I have experienced life at the highest level possible, the highest intensity possible, and I think on a daily basis I try to (mostly subconsciously) attain this state again. I often have extreme trouble in finding joy in the simple things. It's simply not enough for me. I find myself waiting and plotting and scheming for the next big thing, I have so many different thrill-seeking scenarios planned out I can't even count. I describe myself as a hedonist because the most important, most attractive things in life to me are things that bring the most pleasure to me. These thoughts DO overtake me. I wish I could be happy with my life as it is but I never will be as long as it's mediocre. This is why I will never stop traveling. Even though I'm living on SSDI I will forever be putting money aside for the next high level experience. Got one coming up pretty soon actually...