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Greenlighter
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I didn't really know where to post this..but I hope I found the right crowd to help me out here:
So I used to not believe that bipolar disorder was real, and that doctors were just diagnosing it left and right for the money(which could be a little true), and I was diagnosed when I was pretty young, so naturally when I hit my rebellious teens and started pretending I knew enough to have opinions on things, I decided that I was not bipolar because it was fake and that I could stop taking my medicine. Ever since then I've had bipolar tendencies such as randomly crying for very stupid reasons and it being immobilizing, and having huge surges of energy where I get really really excited about a project or something and can't slow down until it's done or I'll do some stupid, completely selfish shit that will really really hurt people that are close to me-that's pretty much what happened to convince me that I definitely AM bipolar. I did some stupid stupid shit that really hurt someone that I really love, so I immediately got on my medicine again and I've been feeling fine ever since.Before I was on my medications, when I would take acid, or any other hallucinogens(besides mescaline for some reason), I would go completely fucking crazy and not be lucid AT ALL. it would scare the shit out of my fiance and he'd think I had gone insane. I would walk around incoherently mumbling, pissing myself and thinking that it was ants crawling down my legs, and I went through different realities, each of them feeling as if it had always been my reality and there was nothing else. One for example was when I was at a festival, my fiance was pulling me through the crowd frantically looking for Valium to kill my trip, and I could hear everyone clapping a yelling for the people on stage. hearing that, I thought that my life had just ended and that the whole life I had just been an actress, and I was just now realizing it and I was so flattered because everyone was looking at me in admiration and I could hear all the world clapping for me. It was ridiculous-this kind of thing would happen all the time. every time I tripped. I thought I was mother earth once and I tried to explain to my fiance that I had the earth inside my stomach and he thought i was telling him that I was pregnant..so he has had some pretty bad trips because of me. anyways, I have read that bipolar people have manic episodes when they take acid and it makes some of them go crazy on it. Now that I'm on medicine it hasn't happened again which is really nice, but one of my medicines is really making life dull for me. It's perfect for getting to have those really special trips with my fiance and not having scary manic episodes, but it's killed my sex drive completely, it's made art extremely boring for me and art has always been my favorite thing in the world, and it's made me watch tv constantly and eat constantly because those are the only things that feel fun to me. So I'm gaining all this weight and my fiance can't do anything fun with me because I'm boring as shit..so I'm not sure what to do. I really really don't want to ever have a manic episode again-I can't ever have one..that episode almost ruined my life, and it was uncontrollable-there was no way to see it coming and once it happened, I wasn't the one in control. I can't risk that, but I absolutely cannot live like this-it's driving the both of us fucking crazy. I'm depressingly bored. I'm completely unmotivated. I have no idea what to do. If someone can help, it would be greatly appreciated.
So I used to not believe that bipolar disorder was real, and that doctors were just diagnosing it left and right for the money(which could be a little true), and I was diagnosed when I was pretty young, so naturally when I hit my rebellious teens and started pretending I knew enough to have opinions on things, I decided that I was not bipolar because it was fake and that I could stop taking my medicine. Ever since then I've had bipolar tendencies such as randomly crying for very stupid reasons and it being immobilizing, and having huge surges of energy where I get really really excited about a project or something and can't slow down until it's done or I'll do some stupid, completely selfish shit that will really really hurt people that are close to me-that's pretty much what happened to convince me that I definitely AM bipolar. I did some stupid stupid shit that really hurt someone that I really love, so I immediately got on my medicine again and I've been feeling fine ever since.Before I was on my medications, when I would take acid, or any other hallucinogens(besides mescaline for some reason), I would go completely fucking crazy and not be lucid AT ALL. it would scare the shit out of my fiance and he'd think I had gone insane. I would walk around incoherently mumbling, pissing myself and thinking that it was ants crawling down my legs, and I went through different realities, each of them feeling as if it had always been my reality and there was nothing else. One for example was when I was at a festival, my fiance was pulling me through the crowd frantically looking for Valium to kill my trip, and I could hear everyone clapping a yelling for the people on stage. hearing that, I thought that my life had just ended and that the whole life I had just been an actress, and I was just now realizing it and I was so flattered because everyone was looking at me in admiration and I could hear all the world clapping for me. It was ridiculous-this kind of thing would happen all the time. every time I tripped. I thought I was mother earth once and I tried to explain to my fiance that I had the earth inside my stomach and he thought i was telling him that I was pregnant..so he has had some pretty bad trips because of me. anyways, I have read that bipolar people have manic episodes when they take acid and it makes some of them go crazy on it. Now that I'm on medicine it hasn't happened again which is really nice, but one of my medicines is really making life dull for me. It's perfect for getting to have those really special trips with my fiance and not having scary manic episodes, but it's killed my sex drive completely, it's made art extremely boring for me and art has always been my favorite thing in the world, and it's made me watch tv constantly and eat constantly because those are the only things that feel fun to me. So I'm gaining all this weight and my fiance can't do anything fun with me because I'm boring as shit..so I'm not sure what to do. I really really don't want to ever have a manic episode again-I can't ever have one..that episode almost ruined my life, and it was uncontrollable-there was no way to see it coming and once it happened, I wasn't the one in control. I can't risk that, but I absolutely cannot live like this-it's driving the both of us fucking crazy. I'm depressingly bored. I'm completely unmotivated. I have no idea what to do. If someone can help, it would be greatly appreciated.

