Good anecdote--bad reality.

I went to a doctor and told him I felt normal on acid, that I was a light bulb in a world of moths. That is what the manic state is like.

I spent a year in a 12-step program, really committed, because I could not believe what had happened - that I might have killed myself.

I did masses of opiates religiously.

You know how I always seem to be struggling, even when the situation doesn't call for it?

I am not going to put my daughter under any sort of stresses.

I probably have more male friends that talk about us in a way that doesn't thrill me. I sometimes get a bit surprised when females talk like that around men.