People throw the term "bipolar" around a lot these days. It's been a label I have worn for thirty years. I'm calm enough now to articulate what it feels like to be so brilliant that you can't describe it. Which is pretty goddamn ironic, if you ask me. I write down what I think instead of saying it out loud so that I don't cause harm to myself or others.
You’ll laugh. You’ll cry. Oh wait, that’s me.