Not sure if this is off-topic as a poetic waxing or on-topic as another anxiety trigger. PTSD is an anxiety disorder, after all, and my just-a-patient sense says not all anxieties are psychosomatic.
Anxieties seem to be running high for all the humans I know, digitally and in real time. Daylight confusion time has the circadian rhythms in whirl of conflict with the clock consciousness of human culture. Been out watching the birds, squirrels, etc., as well. Mating flights and competitions are running fierce there as well. Hey, you, get off of my tree!! Quit chirping at my heart's desire!!
Spring has sprung. Off or on topic?
I just realised today I miss some of my manic phases. When I was walking home from work I used to get lost in the music blaring through my headphones. The level of emotions and sometimes euphoria that would come with it was intoxicating. Having been on meds for over a year now I can say that I can’t get to that point anymore no matter how hard I push my self. My rational brain has taken over it...
Not in a good state of mind and quite confident I will never fit in even on DS despite effort. I am odd and will never fit. Giving it a break. Thanks for the support.