My makeup was perfect.
My hair was perfect.
My outfit flattered my body.
I slept well.
My Lexapro kicked in before I left home.
Had Swedish Fish for the train ride to work.
I did a presentation at a company and was great.
I made calls and networked with the press.
I got lunch and dinner freebies to give away.
I planned an amazing promotional campaign for April.
I was on!
I felt like my old pre-weirdness self.
Then came "me" talking": Well, you do know that depression is around the corner, so enjoy it while it lasts.
SHUT UP! You're not gonna ruin it for me.
I feel great, and I'm going to enjoy the moment. Period!
I will NOT label my successful day as "mania".
I, Butterfly had a great day.
I felt normal; normal like I remember.
Wow.
Two co-workers said I was glowing, today.
I felt good.
Damn, it feels so good to feel good.
2 comments:
caution!
dont make the mistake of thinking that every time you are feeling like yourself, or you get things done that you are suffering from a manic episode. It will lead you to see your self in terms of either/or, without room for normal. Sometimes normal does happen.
Hear! Hear!
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