I had to tell someone, Ken doesn't know even though he was in the store with me.

This is only one of the many stories I could tell. ...not about pissing myself but just as embarrassing.

joined ds :)

oh the worst... used men for sex.

lol... high fives paintdry ;-)

=p

oh and thats in reference to the ds part...

LOL I sat down to piss at a book store and outta no where it was like I was watering a lawn. I took twenty minutes wiping down my legs and flip flops. I honestly think I was just too excited to sit still and caused the whole problem myself. I was extremely agitated on Sunday, which was too bad 'cause it was a family event day :( Pissing on myself just added to my upset... At least no one found out!

As for worth thing done while manic... Hmmm. I'm just going to take sex out of the deal 'cause well I'd need multiple posts for that.

Let's just go with...
When they put me on lithium I took 5 pills a day. I'm pretty sure it was 300 mg or whatever the hell measuring crap that is. I know I was up to 1500 tho and after a year of sluggin' it around the house I decided to take it down a notch. Or three.
So a few weeks into the weening off pill by pill, I made it down to just 600 a day. I became very upset. I think it was the second or third day of only taking two pills that I was crying manically in my dad's room. I stopped. I sniffled.

SQUEAK.

Ugh. My nose. Another sniffle, another SQUEEEAK.

I fkn HATE IT when my nose does ANYTHING other than just fkn breath. This time, with the SQUEAKING when I wasn't even crying anymore, I just snapped. My dad came barging in as a repeatedly punched myself in the face, spraying blood droplets about and utterly soaking his pillow in red snot.

We decided to take me back up to three pills a day.

Now I'm feeling guilty for all the things he saw me through and how little I did in return :(

i can relate to goingthruthemotions. My biggest thing when I am manic is that I think I can do all this grand stuff and I get my kids all excited but since I am a rapid cycler, I end up getting suicidally depressed after a day or two and never finish my plans. My kids are so let down by me and after 10 years they don't really trust me anymore to do anything all the way thru. :( Toooo sad - will think about something good now like when I repainted my whole apartment in Mediterranean colors. It was beautiful and I absolutely loved it for the time I lived there. I would love to do it again. :)

Kevin did u od on viager. 8 in 1 dy.most are lucky to get it once a mo.,lol
Super Man

Zazas are you reseaching act of stalking or did store have sale on ky jelly. Super Man spoted at store buying what,lol.
There's never coupons for condoms nor cig's nor wine.

I won't get into specifics, but when I've been manic, I've gone on drug binges....alcohol binges...sex binges (men and women)..... OR I get violent..I can't count the number of physical altercations I've been in or the things I've physically destroyed.

Now, hypomania is a different story...that's much more fun and much less dangerous for me. In fact, I'm a total blast to be around when I'm hypomanic and I LOVE everyone.

When hypomanic I have done lots of embarrassing stuff. Like some others, I won't go into the sex part because I just won't! It would fill books and is soooooooo embarrassing& painful for me. I ruined more than one relationship with my repeated escapades. I constantly failed my morals.

I have run away with AWOL solidiers. Assaulted a cop. I feel really bad about that. Bought a timeshare when hypomanic. Learned never, never go to a presentation when remotely hypomanic!!!!!

I did meet my husband while hypomanic. Its been rough at times but we are still together and in love 23 years later.

Recently, while undergoing a med overhaul, I was eating with a church breakfast group--everyone was going dutch. I was sitting next to the priest and could not shut up the whole meal. I had wonderful plans for programs at the church and computer/phone apps, etc, etc. I ended up walking out without leaving a tip or paying. My priest picked up my tab....another topic for confession.

surferchica - the reason I went to jail (just once!) was because I assaulted a cop, too.

totally embarrassing to say that I've been to jail. You would never believe it by looking at me.

I think the worst thing I did while manic that involved the law was when I ran away. They picked me up walking down the street at 2AM. I was 15. I was doing that "kill 'em with kindness" shit where I seem so sweet and compliant but right under my eyes they could see how epicly delusional I was and how I really thought I had the upper hand.

I did.

I got a ride home, no tickets were issued, and left fatter than they arrived on the peanut butter cookies I fed them to shut them up.

Once again, poor dad... I need to figure out a way to work through all this old guilt I have from putting him through a harder time than I was having...

Linasmom--It is embarrassing and I am least likely suspected of ever having been to jail--not once but several times. Jail sucks.

I also have talked my way out of being searched by the law as a teen--carrying about 4 oz weed in my purse and got a ride home in the front seat of the cruiser at 2 a.m. Charmed the cop with my knowledge of the constitution. LOL

And TiredLittleGirl---I also have guilt over what hell I put my dad through. It has taken years to let it go.