What is one thing you DON'T regret doing during a manic episode?

What is one thing you DON'T regret doing during a manic episode? For example, maybe you adopted an animal that was about to be put down, or you donated money to a great cause.

Me: I quit my first job after 3 months to pursue more money so that I could become a millionaire. (I also hated the job, too, in all fairness.) It was greedy of me, but I ended up at a less stressful job where I get to work from home whenever I want. I just thought I was gonna work my way up the ladder to become president. lol.

I quit my job. I had taken on a consulting gig because an old customer needed my expertise. I was doing that job on top to staying home with my children and homeschooling. It was a lot to juggle. I never had any free time and had to give up a lot of play time with my children. I always felt behind on everything at my house. The money was amazing, but my family was suffering. I went manic and suddenly realized I no longer wanted to give any time with my kids and family up. My husband came home from work and I told him I was quitting. My kids were so happy. My episode then spiraled out of control and I realized after I had to quit anyway. The added stress might have been a trigger.

I miss working often. I love challenges and complex puzzles, but for now I need to keep things simple. My family is more important than my desire to stretch my brain.

I've got to join the "quitting a job" club here. One year in my mid 20s I was living and studying in Taiwan. The job was definitely not for me and I hadn't properly grieved the loss of my break up with my first love. I had been taken to the hospital because of a severe depression, and of course...was prescribed an antidepressant and who knows what else. I was getting manic and decided to quit the job (losing all sorts of money) and travel to Hong Kong and Thailand. It was quite the adventure. I've written about this period in my blog. If I hadn't returned home to the US a while after, I may not have met my husband.

Other times, soon after graduating, I was working temp jobs. I often quit them as I started developing mania. They either made me stir crazy or seemed so "below me". [I could get pretty grandiose, at times.] In retrospect, I don't regret quitting them, either.

I hope these first responses do not encourage quitting jobs. One really should contemplate such decisions with a stable mind. I know some people do regret such actions because of mania. Actually, it is manias that eventually lost me my career job, that I did love. That time I was terminated.

Getting engaged (eventually married) We met manic and got engaged / moved in together within 2 weeks. We've been together 18 years and married almost 15.

Years ago now, I had posed as a lawyer. I had accompanied a friend. Her ex-husband was terrorizing her and their two children. He was very unstable and everyone considered him dangerous. He had visitation rights and was going to take the children in two days. Yikes.

We went to the court, wrote out a statement about the issue at hand, had it notarized right there with the court clerk. I then had asked the court clerk to take the statement to the judge. The judge was on the bench, involved in a trial. The court clerk kept telling me she did not recognize me and was a new lawyer in town? I kept ignoring her question and would immediately ask another question of her. Long story short,my friend received a temporary order and did not have to honor the visitation order on the upcoming weekend.

I was later shocked that I had done this. I have no idea as to where I had gotten the courage to do such a thing. Luckily, I had refused to give the clerk a name or any other information. I am sure there was a camera. I had never claimed to be an attorney.: yet someone could argue I was still impersonating one. For a long time, I'd wondered if this was going to come back and bite me. Lol!

I don't regret getting things done around the house. When I'm manic, I get a lot of cleaning and organizing done. Something I wouldn't get done during a depressive episode.

I'd agree with that! I guess one of the things I don't regret is how many moves I've made. I've lived a lot of places. It was bad in that I've gotten rid of SO much over the years, so... financially.... OTOH, I'm not materialistic, lol! One learns to live pretty light if ya keep lugging it around!

Also there was an EXTREMELY productive Halloween spree of activity going for 3 months. That was SO much fun.

I don’t regret going on tinder at 11pm and meeting my first boyfriend since my husband died. Even though he often treated me as an afterthought, he showed me that a relationship beyond my husband was possible. It didn’t work out, but it made me not afraid to pursue other relationships. Now I have my boyfriend RS. We have been together 8 months and are totally in love and living together with my son.

Adopting 2 kittens. I loved both of them through their lives and never regretted it for a minute.

ordering random catalogues and getting them sent to all the addresses in my street (even the ones where no one lived their)

it didn't accomplish anything, but it braught a smile to my face.

that, and using my friends credit card to book a show at the theater, and then not showing up. again, really pointless, but fun to do and she never found out (or if she did she never called me out on it)

I guess now when I look back on it, destroying my geography work at school.

going through the rest of my life knowing I couldn't even draw a map.... no. I think I did the right thing

going to toilet in a phone box

I mean yeah, it was dangerous, but it was fun

having a food fight in the hospital (even if it did mean I went hungry that night.)

Flirted with my best friend, he’s my husband now.

I often become hyper religious...so I have donated large sums of money (far greater than we could afford) to charities so there were some pretty worthwhile causes. I have also prayed incessantly for my own family and friends and in person to strangers. Prayer never hurts! I spent more time with my grandmother as she was dying as I believed I was called above everyone else to pray her way home. I spent the night with her, laying hands on her to pray while she slept and reciting prayers with her while she was awake. I once, being highly impulsive (as I am only when manic), shared my very deep and personal testimony to my preacher (who preaches at a mega-church where I live). He then asked me to share my testimony in his book and videoed Bible-study based on the book. He’s a New York Times best selling author and that book was pretty popular. Sometimes when I think about it it makes me proud to know my story may have helped others, other times it makes me cringe to think how accessible such vulnerable information about me is to the entire public. I take much better care of myself when I’m manic (minus not sleeping)...for instance usually drinking tons of water and vigorously regularly exercising. I spend more time with my kids and they enjoy my company (unless I’m in a rage of course..that is a whole other terrible, terrible yet thankfully infrequent story) because I am much more playful and fun. I am much more creative. Words spew from my mind onto paper and, until I am over the top manic, they can be pretty rich and eloquent.

Moving to another province with a man I had known exactly 3 months. The ink on my divorce papers wasn't even dry. We became best friends and stayed together 5 years. I had 5 good years of peace and happiness in Manitoba.
I had just gotten out of a bad marriage, and both my parents had just died.
Leaving my home town was one of the best things I ever did. I now live in a larger city just 70 miles from my home town, and I have no desire to go back.

I can't think of anything I don't regret doing while manic.