[Curiosity77]

So i've been hanging out with a guy for the past couple weeks, and we've both been hypomanic. It's been awesome, like impossibly. Lots of adventures. I don't need much food or sleep, just lots of excitement and sex.

Anyways, i'm still feeling good, but i'm worried he is starting to crash. The way he was talking sounded pretty bleak when we woke up today. I told him he looked sad, and he started crying. So we just hung out for a bit, and had some food, and he seemed ok. But i'm worried because we don't know each other at all except hypomanic, so no idea what to expect. I'm hoping that i just land softly, and don't get depressed. I feel ok, so i think i'll be fine. But i hope he is, because i care about him a lot.

Plus we haven't been playing very safe, so i need to get checked for stis. I was actually checked and negative for everything less than 2 weeks ago, but between what i've done and what he's done since then i just don't even know. Hypersexuality was happening for both of us, and we were not being at all exclusive. I went away last weekend with some other friends, and without being too detailed, i'll just say that things got weird/awesome/reckless. My head is clearing, and all this obvious stuff is starting to matter again. I literally didn't care at all over the last couple weeks. Like all i had on my mind was elated mood and sex. I had to take some days off work because of it, we just stayed in together. That's not at all normal for me. We were telling each other we were in love after just a few days, and every touch was amazing - just kept saying to each other "do you feel that too?" And we did. Met in a club and picked up on each other's energy right away - within the first hour we had told each other that we were hypomanic, and were laughing about how awesome it was.

So yeah, my head is clearing. I ate proper food, got some sleep, and now need to figure out how to recover from all this, and how we can support each other right now. Idk
Last night we were up until 5ish, and slept until the afternoon. On my own tonight. We were talking about whether bipolar is a blessing or a curse. Like what a ride the last 2 weeks have been. It was as if we were taking drugs (we weren't), and everything was so exciting and beautiful. Like we were feeling the existential meaning of life. Other people don't know what that feels like. But the crashes, consequences, and depression parts are awful. Caution to the wind...
I told him it doesn't matter if it's a blessing ot a curse, it's just how it is, and we have no choice. It's midnight now, and i should probably take something to get my sleep back on track. And i'm noticing a little sadness creeping into me also

sleep... sounds nice.

food other than chocolate and potato chips... sounds nice

a better week..... sounds nice