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Dec 25, 2011 01:14

Something really funny happened a couple of days ago. I walked into the sunlight and noticed I had come out of a really long, dark tunnel.
Well. If my entire sentient life was a tunnel and finding out what actually causes me to be the way I am is the light.

So, apparently I am "manic".
I suffer from "mania".
I spent a night crying in relief, terror, self-pity and excitment before finally coming to terms with the fact that I am officially a maniac.

MANIAC.

Seriously. I /came to terms with the idea of being a manic/.

Oh dear. Well, clearly it doesn't make me a maniac, it's just an unfortunate coincidence, word-wise. But it is still big news for me. I always new there was something stopping me from settling in to life. I never quite felt comfortable being alive. My mind didn't match my surroundings etc.

Whatever.

Basically, now I know why I am the way I am.

I know why I have delusions of grandeur and potential.
I know why I am so basic sometimes and genius at others.
I know why I have racing thoughts, stay up all night and find it really, really difficult to communicate.
I know why I feel intense feelings. All the time.
I know why I bounce off the walls, lurk around the town as a spy and feel like I'm on speed.
I know why I feel an internal pressure to keep talking, over-explaining things.

Anyway. I am really, really relieved. I now have the correct minority group that I guess I've been looking for.
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