Actually, my depression rarely shows up. Mania, on the other hand, is whew! Let's party, have fun and go nuts. My meds, Zyrexa (brings me down in a hurry) and Depakote (not sure what it does), bring me down and I don't know what to do with myself. I'm like, mania, where art thou? LOL
I write and can't stand writing the "boring" parts because it is not a high. But, something happened, I know there is a hole in me that gobbles up "highs" and anything that can make me high in my head. Then, I found a novel I could really write about a bunch of people in Hollywood living on constant highs. But, it has a ton of sex in it and I really shouldn't be writing it since I'm a Christian. Sex is how I soothe myself. Wondering if I'm a sex addict (know I am a love addict since I love writing love stories).
Can anyone relate? Any help for me? God has been great with it.