I have spent the last several weeks really depressed. It was
the worst last Saturday. I had to reach out to friends and family, begging them
to help me because it felt like way more than I could handle on my own.
Today, I feel really happy and I have so much energy. I
should be glad, but this scares the crap out of me.
Why? Because today I feel hypomanic.
See, when someone enters the land of mania, it's like
getting drunk. The more manic you get, the more "drunk" you are. I am
only ever hypomanic--so I'm never wasted--just mildly drunk. The biggest
differences I see is that: 1. you don't
wake up from mania thinking "I don't remember anything".
Unfortunately, you get to remember ALL your mistakes. And 2. you don't get
slowed down--mania gives you a lot of energy. So you're a drunk who's also on
speed.
Just like there are happy drunks and irritable drunks, some
people who get hypomanic get happy and others get irritable. I'm lucky that I
get happy, but that doesn't make everything better
When people get drunk, their inhibition control starts to
taper off. This also happens when you become manic. The top 4 destructive
behaviors people do when they're manic that they can normally control otherwise
are 1. Spend too much money. 2. Drink too much (ironic since they're
practically drunk anyway). 3. Do drugs (also ironic since it's possible when in
a true mania to behave and feel like you're totally high). 4. Be promiscuous.
Because I only exhibit the first behavior, my first
psychiatrist didn't believe I'm bipolar. Not kidding. There's various reasons I
don't do the last 3, but I can promise you that despite that, I'm definitely
bipolar. I've been to 5 psychiatrists, 2 therapists, and psychologist since who
all agree that I'm bipolar. If you want to know why I don't drink, do drugs, or
have sex willy-nilly when hypomanic, that's a conversation for another day.
One risky behavior that I DO participate in is driving
irrationally or irresponsibly. I hate when I have to drive far when I'm
hypomanic because my brain says I should do a lot of stupid stuff. I have found
myself driving over 90 in a 65 mph zone and heavy traffic with the NEED to go
even faster, just for the rush. I can't explain it well. It's like every fiber
in your being says to go faster and you have this one sliver of rational
thought saying "uh, guys...this is a bad idea...". I have also had
strong urges to weave all over the road because it sounds like fun. Luckily I was in enough control that I was
able to withstand both of those. Barely.
The only reason my crazy behaviors aren't worse is because
I'm bipolar II: I only have to deal with hypomania. When you're full on manic,
it's like you're totally wasted. That voice that says "this is a terrible
idea" doesn't exist. I've gotten close to crossing that line before--where
I feel like I'm only hanging onto control by a thread. I'm not foolish enough
to believe it's because I have some great self control that I haven't done
stupider things. It's honestly just because my mania's aren't as severe. I
don't judge ANYONE who has done stupid shit while manic. Imagine it: you're
completely drunk to the point that you have lost your self control and you did
nothing to get yourself here. It's normally not something you can choose to
avoid. "Gee, I don't want to be manic today, thank you. I'm going to avoid
_____.” There are things that can trigger it, but you can be triggered for
absolutely no reason besides today is a Tuesday after a full moon and the sun
is shining.
Like being drunk, there's always a price to pay after. After
a night of heavy drinking, you get a hangover. After a manic episode, there's a
crash. Just as different people experience hangovers to different levels,
people crash to different levels as well. Some people it's super mild and
they're able to return to normal fast. Others experience debilitating
depression immediately following the high. I'm one of the latter. The higher I
get, the lower I'll crash and the harder it'll hit. I've had mild manias that
result in mild crashes, but if the hypomanic episode lasts more than a few days
or is one that's on the verge of losing control, I'm going to be depressed for
a while. The only time I got truly suicidal--like created a plan and was close
to acting (I get the "I want to die" feelings often enough I don't
count those)--was during a crash following a hypomanic episode. The crashes
scare me so much that I can't enjoy the high. If you almost died from a
hangover, would you ever drink again? Probably not, or at least you'd be super
careful about it. Except I can't control the fact that I'm now drunk and will
have a hangover. I can't control how "drunk" I get or how bad the
crash will be. All I can do is make sure my lifelines are all lined up so if
it's a bad one, I will be able to get the help I need.
You know how as you age, your tolerance for alcohol gets
worse? Well, for some of us who are bipolar, as we age, our manias get worse. I
think I fall into this category. When I was younger, my manias were mild and my
crashes weren't too bad either. The more manic episodes I experience, the
harder it is to control myself and the harder it is to rebound after. This
scares me every time I start to get hypomanic. Many people who start as bipolar
II end up as bipolar I eventually. The only difference is the level of mania.
So every time I get manic, I wonder "will this be the time I enter a true
mania? Will I completely lose control this time?" Picture this kind of
crazy world: If you have one swig of alcohol, but it's like Russian Roulette.
You might end up a little tipsy or you might end up running in the park naked
wasted and you have no idea which it's going to be until after you've had the
alcohol. Now imagine you don't even have to drink alcohol to have that effect.
It's scary as hell.
The comparison to being on drugs and drunk at the same time
makes even more sense the more manic you get. Things that people who experience
full mania also sometimes experience? Paranoia. Psychotic breaks. Not sleeping
for days. Grandiosity to the point they think they're deity--or have some
special relationship with deity. It's no joke.
Some people who get manic LOVE getting manic. I don't blame
them. Some people who get drunk LOVE getting drunk. The joy they feel in the moment
outweighs the negatives for them. Sometimes I wish I were one of those people.
Instead, I'm one of the people who feels like getting drunk isn't worth it.
Yeah, I like being happy, but I also really like not doing stupid stuff and
almost getting myself killed. I also really like being NORMALLY happy--the real
kind--the kind that doesn't lead to crashes and near suicide attempts. Call me
crazy, but I really like my life. I also like knowing I'm happy because of
life, not because the chemicals in my brain are out of whack. I like being
happy because the world is a beautiful place, not because I somehow didn't get
enough sleep for a few days and now my body thinks that I should be hypomanic.
Mostly, I like being in control. I spent about 11 years of
my life feeling completely out of control and having no idea why. Medicine has
given me some level of control and at least now I know why my moods aren't
something I can just change willy-nilly, but if I could trade away my bipolar,
manias and all, I'd do it in a heartbeat just so I could be in control. I would
gladly give up this extra level of happy forever if I could wake up every day
with a pretty good idea of what kind of day I'm going to have. Or if I could be
one of those people who could just choose what mood I'm going to have. I've
tried. I can't. If I could, I wouldn't be manic right now.
Long story short, being manic is like being drunk--except
you didn't choose to become drunk in the first place. For some people, it's
worth it. For me, it's not.