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I've noticed lately that I haven't been acting like myself. I've been doing things that are so very much unlike what I'd expect of myself. It all came to a head last night. I felt like I was high on drugs. I was happy, but I didn't know why. I wasn't depressed, things weren't bothering me anymore. I was generally happy with myself and my accomplishments. I even stopped really caring or obsessing over politics.

I felt like running out of my dorm, and just kissing the first female friend I ran in to. I seriously contemplated doing it. This is so unlike me. I normally weigh every decision carefully, calculating risk and potential reward. This time I just didn't care. I didn't care about any of it. I felt like going out and partying. :eek:

At first, I suspected that someone had drugged me with ecstasy or something. But there would have been no opportunity. The only thing I had recently was a can of diet pepsi, and I'd been alone in dorm all night. I just felt this euphoria, and it wouldn't go away. The usual problems of getting too little sleep not withstanding, I was till pretty euphoric this morning, and I still am now.

Tell me, NSG, am I going insane? If so, then I like insanity. Or am I just finally getting over a long depression? I don't know what to think...

you could be bipolar i suppose.

as long as you dont consider this behavior dangerous dont worry about it.

make sure you eat right and get enough sleep. cut out any drugs or alcohol for a while.

keep track of your moods on a calendar. after a month sit down and give it a good looking at. if it seems bizarre consider going to a councillor (preferably a free one) and bring the calendar along. if its a problem the professional will be able to tell. if not, s/he can put your mind at rest about going crazy.

oh and if your friends start saying things like "whoa trot, youve been acting weird lately" you might want to schedule that appt with a councillor right away.

I've noticed lately that I haven't been acting like myself. I've been doing things that are so very much unlike what I'd expect of myself. It all came to a head last night. I felt like I was high on drugs. I was happy, but I didn't know why. I wasn't depressed, things weren't bothering me anymore. I was generally happy with myself and my accomplishments. I even stopped really caring or obsessing over politics.

I felt like running out of my dorm, and just kissing the first female friend I ran in to. I seriously contemplated doing it. This is so unlike me. I normally weigh every decision carefully, calculating risk and potential reward. This time I just didn't care. I didn't care about any of it. I felt like going out and partying. :eek:

At first, I suspected that someone had drugged me with ecstasy or something. But there would have been no opportunity. The only thing I had recently was a can of diet pepsi, and I'd been alone in dorm all night. I just felt this euphoria, and it wouldn't go away. The usual problems of getting too little sleep not withstanding, I was till pretty euphoric this morning, and I still am now.

Tell me, NSG, am I going insane? If so, then I like insanity. Or am I just finally getting over a long depression? I don't know what to think...

^.^

you could be bipolar i suppose.

as long as you dont consider this behavior dangerous dont worry about it.

make sure you eat right and get enough sleep. cut out any drugs or alcohol for a while.

keep track of your moods on a calendar. after a month sit down and give it a good looking at. if it seems bizarre consider going to a councillor (preferably a free one) and bring the calendar along. if its a problem the professional will be able to tell. if not, s/he can put your mind at rest about going crazy.

oh and if your friends start saying things like "whoa trot, youve been acting weird lately" you might want to schedule that appt with a councillor right away.

I thought about bipolar, since my Uncle is, but this is the only mood swing I've ever had. My parents, all throughout my teenage years, were suprised by my lack of mood swings. I don't do drugs or alcohol, so that's not a problem, but throughout my life I've never been much of a healthy sleeper. Seven hours is about average for me.

I'll try keeping track of my moods on the calendar. If I notice a problem, I'll go to see a counselor. Thanks for the advice. :)

If you are, it sounds like a nice way to go insane. Here's hoping that you maintain your euphoria! :)

I wasn't depressed, things weren't bothering me anymore...

That bit jumped out at me, because it sounds like you HAVE been depressed. If that is true, and you are now coming out of depression, the feelings of relief might seem more exaggerated.

The calendar idea is a good one. But in addition to tracking moods, you might want to add other things, like how much sleep you are getting and if you are under any particular stresses (like studying for a big test one day, then feeling euphoric after the test is over). And, it might not be a bad idea to track your diet over the same period... too much sugar or caffeine can cause mood swings too. All of this can be done with a pretty simple diary entry daily.

<snip> I was happy, but I didn't know why. I wasn't depressed, things weren't bothering me anymore. I was generally happy with myself and my accomplishments. I even stopped really caring or obsessing over politics.
<snip> The usual problems of getting too little sleep not withstanding <snip>If getting too little sleep has been a serious habit for you the last few weeks, that might have done it.
It seems somewhat like what I had once (which I attributed to sleep-deprivation).

If getting too little sleep has been a serious habit for you the last few weeks, that might have done it.
It seems somewhat like what I had once (which I attributed to sleep-deprivation).

Last night was the only time that I really had a short night, at least in a while. This was after my euphoric head rush, and I still feel pretty good today.

That bit jumped out at me, because it sounds like you HAVE been depressed. If that is true, and you are now coming out of depression, the feelings of relief might seem more exaggerated.

The calendar idea is a good one. But in addition to tracking moods, you might want to add other things, like how much sleep you are getting and if you are under any particular stresses (like studying for a big test one day, then feeling euphoric after the test is over). And, it might not be a bad idea to track your diet over the same period... too much sugar or caffeine can cause mood swings too. All of this can be done with a pretty simple diary entry daily.

I never was actually diagnosed for clinical depression. I've just had a pretty depressing life, or so it seemed. When I talk about being depressed, i'm not making a medical judgement about the psychological condition, just a general term for have a genuinely sucky life (my friends agree: my life sucks)

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"Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off--then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol and ball."

I felt like running out of my dorm, and just kissing the first female friend I ran in to. I seriously contemplated doing it. This is so unlike me. I normally weigh every decision carefully, calculating risk and potential reward. This time I just didn't care. I didn't care about any of it. I felt like going out and partying.
Gee, that's how I feel all the time, and I'm totally not insan

"I think I'm going insane... "

Which means you aren't insane.





Yet.

This happened to me a while ago. I suddenly realized that I was living a wonderful life, and it was through no effort of my own. I don't know, maybe it happens to everyone at some point.

happiness is a disease, there are vaccinations you know. try going out and asking impossibly beautiful people out on dates.

I felt like I was high on drugs. I was happy, but I didn't know why. I wasn't depressed, things weren't bothering me anymore. I was generally happy with myself and my accomplishments. I even stopped really caring or obsessing over politics.

I felt like running out of my dorm, and just kissing the first female friend I ran in to. I seriously contemplated doing it. This is so unlike me. I normally weigh every decision carefully, calculating risk and potential reward. This time I just didn't care. I didn't care about any of it. I felt like going out and partying. :eek:


By the way, can you give me some of what you aren't smoking?

paging dr. eness, general practitioner

happiness is a disease, there are vaccinations you know. try going out and asking impossibly beautiful people out on dates.

Actually, I was planning to. I was going to ask this ravishingly beautiful and stunningly intelligent college sophomore if she wanted to go see Rocky Horror Picture Show. She's one of those really funny liberal arts types, the type that writes their own Humorous Duo piece for Speech and Drama, and takes second place at State with it.

I'll prolly get shot down in flames, but what the fuck? Why not? :D

By the way, can you give me some of what you aren't smoking?

How much you got on you? ;)

Have a doctor do a thyroid test on you. Just an idea....