I Think Im Hypomanic Again, I Havent Slept, And None Of The Words Im Reading Are Making Sense

I think I’m hypomanic again, I haven’t slept, and none of the words I’m reading are making sense

I don’t need a TV series, I have my own episodes😎

google search:

how much diet coke to induce hypomania

When you post an indirect and the person you vagued about asks if it’s about them

The blood on my hands is drying, I don’t know whose blood it is, time is running out. I don’t remember how it got there, but with my lips parted moderately, I can practically taste it. I need to move, I need to run, but I can’t stop staring. Don’t touch me, don’t save me. I’m sinking, catatonically

where does this need to overshare come from…. why am I like this…. why can’t I be mysterious