I feel like I’m on a roller coaster, climbing again. For the last month I had no energy or motivation. Staying awake for a few hours was almost impossible. I had no interest in anything except my daughter Belle. This is why my blogging became sporadic.
Today I feel alive and full of energy. I don’t think I will need even a short nap. I feel like I used to before the breakdown – able to accomplish anything.
I didn’t do anything to bring on this high; just like I did nothing to precipitate the low. I have been diagnosed with bipolar disorder in addition to the PTSD, but I did not want to believe this at first because my mother had bipolar, and she became increasingly ill with age. I’m going to get as much accomplished during this high as I can.
I let Belle get a kitten. Tigre seems mostly OK with it.