Being Manic sucks.

Neostarwcc said:

So you just get all of the good parts of mania like extra energy and stuff? I could handle that. What I don't get about mania is you have to sleep regularly to prevent it yet once it happens you can't sleep for like weeks at a time which only makes your mania worse and worse. It doesn't make any sense. During my last manic episode I could barely sleep for almost 3 months. It was my longest episode ever. Needless to say I got to enjoy most of Spring this year.

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I get the impulsiveness and the energy and skewed decision making. It’s the lack of sleep and consequences of the impulses that are the only bad bits. Apparently I get quite judgey as well but I only get agitated if I’m prevented doing what I’m doing. And I only get verbally snappy. It’s also a fantastic diet because I never get hungry. But blimey is the fall out from weeks of minutes sleep hard. I felt like superwoman at the time. I was balancing so much at once and managing to work all day and night and parent all at the same time and I liked it. But afterwards when I’m ill and exhausted and have really messed myself around and messed up my budget and everything all the not fun becomes obvious. My worst was 7 weeks and I was up for 3 days at a time. Then 2-3 hours sleep, then another 3 days. That was 2 months after my dad died and I was so busy sorting family out and everything I let go of routine and sleep. Big mistake.

Jason0047 said:

Do not give your sickness it's strength by talking about how it has control over you. Instead, pray to God to take your sickness away. Pray every day and believe God will deliver you and he will.

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It is against the SOP to post that mental illness is a spiritual malaise that is relieved by prayer. Sure we should pray. But we also need to have therapy and medication. You need to support that if you are going to hang out with us.

Clarification of my advice:

Nobody should stop taking their meds. That is not what I am saying. I am saying that God can heal a person of their mental illness with enough prayer and fasting and in studying God's Word and applying it to their lives. There is power in the Lord and the Word of God.

@Grumman Tomcat I like the fact it’s turned out well for you, not the crashing and burning.

The doctors and therapists help no end for me. It’s a massive improvement we’ve just not got the perfect combo (yet!). I firmly believe God gave us good doctors and medicine to help us with this.

Neostarwcc said:

Yeah that's about the only thing that I hate the most about mania. Its that once you get it you're pretty much forced to stay on a regular sleep schedule. No longer can I stay up all night playing video games or anything else. Now that I'm bipolar I'm forced to go to bed at like 10pm and wake up at like 8am. Its stupid.

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And naps.

I am a mother of two girls, 6&2. I have been diagnosed with Bipolar disorder. I want to live a happy life without pills. Looking for hollistic remedies of anyone has some it would be greatly obliged.

My emotions are over dramatic, I am super sesitive and easily trigger if my OCD gets manic. Things HAVE to be clean otherwise I feel like the world is on fire. With two kids, one being a toddler, you can only imagine how impossible being clean 24/7 is. I end up yelling at my kids and letting my anger make me do regrettable things that make me go into manic depressive mode. I want to end my life, lay in bed and not move for days. Ive been told by my husband I have no reason to be upset, and thats so true. I just cant help it. That saying you choose your own happiness makes me want to hang myself. I wish it were that easy to choose. I have faith but it comes and goes in episodes. To give some background ive seen my sister get raped by family and my EX husband. I cant trust anyone to help me through my emotions but the Lord himself. I recently started seeing a counselor.....last resort rather than running away with all my husbands savings. I feel like a failure to my family. I cant be the wife, mother, friend that I want to be. I wish i had friends to talk to but no one is genuine anymore, women seem to be so vain or materialistic. Having no friends or social life becuase of trust issues, I feel hopeless.

Ive been in antidepressants before and they work but have side effects and i want to live my life free of having to take pills. Marijuana does work but its not legal where im from...trying CBD oil next week, Charlotte's Web is the brand. Hoping it helps me calm down......each day I fear is getting closer to something terrible please pray for me.

Hello everyone, I have bipolar, autism/aspergers, and ADHD. Right now I am going through a manic phase brought about from social stress on this forum. I guess I have learned to not talk about controversial issues on forums now because this is the second time this happened. This time is not as bad as the first time because I am on the right medicine now, but the first time resulted in me hitting rock bottom.

The doctors did not know I had bipolar or ADHD at the time. The medicine I had been taking for autism for over half my life at the time was repressing them. The medicine was also causing me to have a horrible existence. Essentially the drug was a chemical restraint. It was keeping me in depressed bipolar state.

I can relate to the mania being very bad. After going off my medication for the first time I started coming up with "scientific theories" to share with others on the internet. I was then berated for over a week and was not able to sleep. I went insane and ruined my cousins marine graduation. While at a picnic I was told by family members ants had crawled up my leg and were biting me. I was so crazy by that point I just didn't really feel physical pain. I ended up punching through a wall twice because I thought I was God. My uncle had to choke slam me to calm me down so I would not fight with the police.

The police were very kind to me. I thought I was the devil at that point and shouted profanities at them and my family members. Despite this they treated me with respect. I was then tranquilized in the butt, so that I could fall asleep and calm down. I still wouldn't fall asleep because I thought if I did the world would disappear.

I was moved to a mental hospital. They tranquilized me again and I still didn't fall asleep. I tried to get by a police officer because I thought the whole world would disappear if I didn't get outside my room. I spent nine days or so in the mental hospital. I was completely insane. I would go unconscious just standing up. I would then wake up standing in that same position.

They finally figured out I was bipolar and got me on the right medicine. Later other doctors figured out I have ADHD too. I can take stimulates like drinking entire pots of black coffee and not get manic. I get calm, can focus, and the intrusive thoughts go away. The doctor said stimulants normally make people with bipolar disorder become manic, but with ADHD this is not the case.

Anyway here I am now getting close to thirty with nothing to show for in my life. I have never had a girlfriend. I do not have some degree. I do not have any skills. I can't really do basic things either. I do not want to be remembered. I just would like to have something productive I can do to try to make the world a better place.

I guess the point is, I agree mania is horrible. The only thing I really know I have is God. Jesus is my rock and my foundation. The hope of one day being with Him forever and for this hell to just go away is what sustains me. I consider my problems a blessing in way. They have lead me to Jesus. I believe it was a miracle that the doctors finally found out what was wrong with me and I am now treated the best modern science can do.

I understand much. Bipolar is extremely horrible to me, which sucks all the energy. I feel depressed and mania at the same time, every day. Low self-esteem leads to suicidal thought, how eagerly to cast it out. But after very temporary high self-esteem, I would fall into deeper depression. That is why my Bipolar can not be healed. Medicine can control and help, but can not heal.

May God direct you with correct medicines, keeping balance of Bipolar.

Neostarwcc said:

Being Manic depressive sucks. I can handle my schizophrenic side but being manic just sucks. I hate the spending sprees, I hate the being up for weeks at a time and being unable to sleep, I hate just about every part of my manic side.


When I'm schizophrenic I'm just basically insane. I hear voices, I'm paranoid and delusional, I'll believe I'm God, I get delusional thinking and I can do anything stuff along those lines. My wife and I can handle that. What we can't handle is mania. Mania is very scary because I can sometimes get suicidal and homicidal thouguts I even get violent and hit people. If I was just schizophrenic I'd be harmless crazy but when I have a super big manic episode I get violent crazy. Especially when I hadn't been taking my meds for like three years. THAT was a big episode.

Anyone else really hate being manic or can relate?

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I take medicine to help prevent my manic episodes, but they still shine through sometimes. Which is why I learned how to control it, and use it to my advantage.

Prayer and Meditation over the course of a few years helped me. Now when my mania pops up and my medicine doesn't help, I use it to try and cast off bad emotions, among other helpful things.

All my life (i.e., since I was in Kindergarten), I have had the same problem: My hypomania is functional, but only to a point. It helps me remember information and see connections faster than everyone else around me. I mean, legitimate information. Legitimate connections. Not delusions. And I've learned how to do this without losing control. But I always bump up against other people. Other people can't follow my thoughts, and then they play this frustrating game of treating me like I'm nuts. I am nuts, of course, but not at the moment I'm speaking the things they consider nuts. What it actually is, is that I think in too much detail to fast for them to follow.

And then come the talks. The patronizing assumptions of people who think they understand. Only one person ever actually did--my Presbyterian pastor in West Virginia who admitted that he never really did understand his bipolar brother. Because, you see, the normies don't understand. They can't. Frankly, I have to lie to them and make them think that they do understand so that they'll leave me alone. Because if I don't lie, they just keep making assumptions and irritating me until I'm in a mood that I can't control. Better for everyone that the do-gooder thinks he or she "got" to me.

Some people will scoff about my mention of "Kindergarten." A few years ago it was fashionable for psychologists to poo-poo the idea of juvenile bipolar. Now it seems it's back in fad again. Fools. All of them, pompous fools who only care about their careers. It exists. I know because I lived with it. I simply don't have memories of any time in my life where I wasn't insanely smart, energetic, constantly overthinking the simple things that normies say, and highly emotional.

The only things in the world that truly treat my depression are Eastern Orthodox chanting and art, and paleontology. The only thing in the world that truly treats my hypomania? Indulging in my OCD impulse to form collections and classifications and sorted categories.