Except I don’t.
What did I give up in exchange for happiness?
Whenever I go through a happy period I give up the ability to think as introspectively, but is that really so great?
My new way of life: Just live. Be happy. And all is good.
But at every turn I’m looking out for signs of hypomania. I don’t see any. My sleeping schedule is great, no weird excessive energy, for the most part thinking clearly and Bri-like, and yeah. *shrugs* I wish I could say this is the end of bi-polar and as though it were a minor cold, it’s no longer affecting me – the sickness is gone. Let’s wait until winter quarter to find out shall we?
I’m so much happier without you ♥