mostly manic stayin up all hours of the nite. mind raceing talking really fast ( or typein) mixed state..
anxity..if the anxity stays to long it becomes a attact. depression being moody but that it for me

racing thoughts... a million a minute - to the point of nausea and a headache. Rapid cycling...swinging high just long enough to love it and then higher...angry, enraged at everything, at nothing, mostly at me. Then crashing down, waaaaaaaaaaay down, desperate, anxious, tearful...aching for relief that will not come. Lonely, jaded, misunderstood, praying for a miracle, if it be only in death. REPEAT... Story of my life.

I'm rapid cycling. I can change up on a dime. sometimes, all it takes is a memory--and that can be set off by a comment, a smell, a food, a song, a bad dream, a good dream, the weather, stopping to really look at a photo or something else in my house. Someone could mention a name....any of the above can take a stable or even happy day and in less than a second I can be angry, sad, want to run away, pace, cry....
and just as fast, any of the above can level me right back out.
crazy? I guess so. Some people think they are...I have a diagnosis! na nee na nee boo boo! lol

I am just learning, I am still in withdrawal

yeah, and like whatever Alicia said, too.

i get the racing thoughts too only mine to the point of anger and then i just lose it i then have no control over my body or mind i will hurt myself or anyone else i feel i want to rip everything apart, then i go down to depression and i get real needy i need everybodys attention and love, thats just one side of it

there have been a few times in my life when I've imagined being violent toward someone, that I could actually feel it in my muscles, as if I'd actually pushed that person across the room, or something. I could almost see it, even to the point of the effect it would have on the other person. strange.

for me my highs and lows changed as qiuck as clicking your fingers. i become very experimental with sex. i basically was doing things that were completely out of character for me. it got to the point my friends were morning the loss of their friend, because i had changed so much