I'm going to write like the obsessed manic depressive I really am. My bipolar may make me really manic at times and say some really messed up things, but at the end of the day, I'm just being me. It's who I am, who cares? I'm tired of feeling pressured to take drugs and not be myself. And then you wonder why I become so depressed?
You wonder why I don't talk to you, but do you make yourself inviting to talk to? No, you don't. You sit there and judge me because I'm too happy and hyper, and then think I complain too much when you make me depressed by your judgement. When you're not around to judge me, the depression is really mild, and I'm able to cope with it, and enjoy the mania which is happiness.
The increase of dopamine essentially means that mania is the same thing, just that I'm really really happy. I don't need to be like you, I don't want to be like you. Sure... I shouldn't bring money with me when I'm like that, but other than that, the only person it inconveniences, would be those that are too easily annoyed.
If I'm manic, just tell me you need space, just let me know to back off if its bothersome. I'll understand if you communicate. I'm human.
The reason I go into denial, is because I have to deal with people in the system to keep a roof over my head. Do you think that doesn't wear down on me? Seriously, its a selfesteem killer. I pretend like it doesn't bother me, but it does. It's hard to hold a job when people judge you, and it makes your paranoia worse.
Delusions are easy for me to fight off, I use logic and reason to overcome them. You don't think I know I get delusional? What is it but incorrect thinking, induced by the social isolation I'm forced to endure when I'm afraid I'll sabatoge friendships with people who don't understand me? Idk, just some thoughts.
It's funny, nobody thinks I still don't get delusional at times. Only as a child. Nothing currently. Actually, I've been dealing with delusions alot lately, and last year. I just work through my paranoid delusions.