[gloamingone]

Does anyone else feel that when they're happy and excited, it's almost too much to bear? I really, really get nervous when things are going well. Halloween is my favorite holiday, and we're dressing up this year. It's gotten me so excited I've been awake since 5am, and I'm practically shaking from the "happy." For me, happiness feels like drinking a whole pot of coffee and topping it off with chocolate-covered espresso beans. I absolutely hate it!

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[Altered Moment]

Sounds a little like hypo mania to me. I get that way sometimes. Not totally comfortable but beats depression in my book.

Don't drink coffee. Maybe try some chamomile tea.

[gloamingone]

Originally Posted by zinco14532323

Sounds a little like hypo mania to me. I get that way sometimes. Not totally comfortable but beats depression in my book.

Don't drink coffee. Maybe try some chamomile tea.

I've always thought it's hypomania, too. It's hard to get my pdoc to listen to me, though.

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[Rohag]

Originally Posted by gloamingone

It's hard to get my pdoc to listen to me...

I'm sorry. All I can suggest is careful documentation supported by the observations of family, friends, etc.

I hope you've had a happy Halloween!

I can pretty much panic when I feel too good. First of all, when growing up, my father seemed to be very moody. I am, too. So when I was feeling really good, my father would be in a bad mood and bring me down. It was like a sin to be happy and feel good. I guess that's where I feel like there's something wrong when I feel too good.

Feeling good for me does not last too long. Especially in the last few years. I go through a little bit of a good streak, and then it's a matter of time when something will go wrong. And the bad feelings would last a while. Yet, for some strange reason, I would feel more comfortable when I feel bad than feeling good.

[gloamingone]

Originally Posted by will19

I can pretty much panic when I feel too good. First of all, when growing up, my father seemed to be very moody. I am, too. So when I was feeling really good, my father would be in a bad mood and bring me down. It was like a sin to be happy and feel good. I guess that's where I feel like there's something wrong when I feel too good.


Feeling good for me does not last too long. Especially in the last few years. I go through a little bit of a good streak, and then it's a matter of time when something will go wrong. And the bad feelings would last a while. Yet, for some strange reason, I would feel more comfortable when I feel bad than feeling good.

Yeah, unhappy is more comfortable than happy for me.

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