1. Leaving campus today I discovered I didn’t have my keys. I retraced my steps, checked every surface I’d come into contact with, asked around at a few main desks, no keys. Went to the parking lot and discovered my keys were locked in my car, in the ignition, car running. For over an hour. Stupid!
2. I have a piece due for workshop this week and because I’d been working immoderately on my seminar paper—more bingeing than pausing—I didn’t get around to starting until Thanksgiving break. I had a week to start and finish the thing, did not monitor my emotions (or chart them, per Boice), so when I gave Kyle the finished essay Sunday night and he didn’t like it, I had a hypomanic meltdown. I’m not prone to extreme highs or lows—my typical emotional chart would read like a straight line—so melting down over a little constructive criticism was a red flag. Hypomania.
3. I’ve baked two loaves of cranberry bread and about a million chocolate chip cookies this week with no plans for stopping.
4. I started a fight with Occupy Columbia today just because I felt like yelling. (That’s not actually true. I’ve never yelled at the Occupy Columbia movement)
5. This blog is probably a sign of hypomania, but I’m in it too deep to see a way out. Off to pause/breathe/monitor/moderate myself out of this mess.
Oh Beth, I don't think you can over-analyze your levels of hypomania at the end of the semester. It just isn't fair. Keep you chin up (and pull your keys out of the ignition).
ReplyDeleteIf you need someone to eat some of your baked goods....you know where to find me :) I'm with Megan: Keep your chin up.
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