I was (predictably, now I've discovered) rather hypomanic following my wired late night bead wiring. Ha.
My mood was kinda crappy. I felt just shy of sad on the spectrum. Distant, but not unhappy. However, my energy levels were topping out and I was an extremely annimated teacher. I was kinda pushy and very sassy. My co-teacher told me after class that I should be in theater. We did a great job using humor and acting things out to make sure that students understood the directions. Many people admired my earrings, although interestingly they didn't notice until after they complimented me that I was not wearing a matching pair. Co-teacher got a kick out of the concept of bipolar earrings. It is such a good thing that I am not a courtroom stenographer or a sign interpreter or a tennis commentator. Days like this would be hard to manage. Grateful Crap: That I do not work in business. I don't think business would like me longterm. And it would be mutual. Daily Convexions: took meds (150mg venlafaxine, 450mg bupropion, 50mg lamotrigine) also: omega-3, magnesium, multivitamin Comments are closed.
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