Unlike the other commenter, every hospitalization was for mania, not depression. When I'm depressed I'm essentially bed-ridden.
I guess I took dangerous risks, depending on who you talk to. :) I was never suicidal or homicidal, but I definitely did things that were out of character and scary to people outside. One of the most interesting things is that I remember everything and it all seemed 'rational' at the time. Not rational per the normal definition of rational, but following my line of reasoning everything made sense. I don't want to go into too much details online as it wouldn't take Sherlock Holmes to figure out who I am. As it is you can google stalk me and eventually figure out my story. Regardless it isn't that interesting.
The threat part is that 1/5 people with bipolar die of suicide w/ 25% to 50% attempting. That is so, so scary. I was deeply affected by the passing of Robin Williams for that reason. That's almost always on the depression side.
For me, my mania was just ... extra happy ... going right up into the mystical amazement with life, the universe and everything that people typically associate with psychedelics, etc. 14 days into a hospital stay (my longest was 17 I think) that happy go lucky feeling sleeping ~1-3 hours max on heavy sedation becomes... much more agitated and frustrated.
Not attempting to edit this post for clarity, but yeah, that's a rough sketch of my situation. It's been 6 years since I was last hospitalized (I had my friends take me in), but I'd say the feeling coming on is like an electric charge of infinite energy reverberating from the base of my skull. Sounds awesome in theory, but it doesn't convert to tangible output when the smoke clears. I could write on and on about these experiences, but so can many others... /r/bipolarreddit and /r/bipolar are some spaces where people let loose on their experiences.
I guess I took dangerous risks, depending on who you talk to. :) I was never suicidal or homicidal, but I definitely did things that were out of character and scary to people outside. One of the most interesting things is that I remember everything and it all seemed 'rational' at the time. Not rational per the normal definition of rational, but following my line of reasoning everything made sense. I don't want to go into too much details online as it wouldn't take Sherlock Holmes to figure out who I am. As it is you can google stalk me and eventually figure out my story. Regardless it isn't that interesting.
The threat part is that 1/5 people with bipolar die of suicide w/ 25% to 50% attempting. That is so, so scary. I was deeply affected by the passing of Robin Williams for that reason. That's almost always on the depression side.
For me, my mania was just ... extra happy ... going right up into the mystical amazement with life, the universe and everything that people typically associate with psychedelics, etc. 14 days into a hospital stay (my longest was 17 I think) that happy go lucky feeling sleeping ~1-3 hours max on heavy sedation becomes... much more agitated and frustrated.
Not attempting to edit this post for clarity, but yeah, that's a rough sketch of my situation. It's been 6 years since I was last hospitalized (I had my friends take me in), but I'd say the feeling coming on is like an electric charge of infinite energy reverberating from the base of my skull. Sounds awesome in theory, but it doesn't convert to tangible output when the smoke clears. I could write on and on about these experiences, but so can many others... /r/bipolarreddit and /r/bipolar are some spaces where people let loose on their experiences.