-I went to art school for design in order to become a fashion designer.
-I have an unhealthy obsession and passion for clothes, including and oftentimes more so women’s attire (especially shoes).
-I have more female friends than male friends at a 9:1 ratio.
-I have impeccable taste and fashion sense and a keen eye for wardrobe design, women ask me advice on which purchases to make and my dream job would be as a personal fashion attache or a buyer for a clothing store.
-I adore rock music and modern forms of pop and rap baffle me. Classic country and western (Buck Owens, Hank Williams, Johnny Cash) has a clear cultural aesthetic and style but modern country is shitty pop with a steel guitar and I cannot abide it. I follow the family tree of rock and roll all the way up to modern day with a special interest in the progressive vein.
-I only got my license to drive in the last few years, until then I walked everywhere. In the big city I took some forms of public transit but still usually walked.
Following are a list of my symptoms with comments regarding how severe:
– Inflated self-esteem or grandiosity: during hypomanic episodes that are euphoric in nature I am Bruce Fucking Wayne. I am the life of the party.
-Decreased need for sleep: as I have mentioned in my posts I sleep on average four to five hours a night at best and have since my late teens unless I was blackout drunk.
–Distractibility: I intentionally seek out distractions, when none are apparently present.
-Psychomotor agitation: I unconsciously fidget or gesticulate when I am uncomfortable.
-Excessive involvement in pleasurable activities that have a high potential for painful consequences: buying sprees, drug and alcohol abuse, casual sex.
-Racing thoughts: brilliant or terrible connections, rapid and constant.
-Irritability: I rant. I get way more angry than I should over things that most people don’t even think about. Yes, I have outburst while I am driving, but later I really don’t care.
-Radical honesty: I offend people by withholding nothing, it makes people uncomfortable around me at times and I recognize this.
-Depression: Obviously. Otherwise this would be a blog about how amazing I am and why I am so much better than everyone else (which wouldn’t be true).
I have included a contact form for other bloggers and readers who would like to touch base with me on subjects related to their symptoms, their experiences and treatment. I am not a doctor, if you have serious life-altering questions consult your support network. Otherwise, I hope to hear from a great many of you.