It’s like I have a continuous movie in front of my eyes. Life as I knew it became a background noise somehow.
People around me say things, laugh or cry, are sad or joyful, however it’s hard for me to live it with them.
I’m doing my best to take notice and there are times when I manage to be there.
At other times though, it feels like I have some virtual reality glasses on where a different movie keeps rolling on and on with slightly various scenarios.
Sleep seems to elude me on certain times and my thoughts are like flies running around a light bulb.
This is how mania must feel like…