I want to tell about an incident that happened at work yesterday, but I need to weave a tapestry of context first.
A long time ago, almost 2 years, I agreed to meet a fellow pendulee for the first time at a local mall. We wound up ooing and ahhing over shiny things in this one store for a very long time since we were both happily hypomanic.
The Bipolar Planet continued to rotate, and I made the decision to get a part time job and concentrate on school for a while. By coincidence, the store with the shiny things had an opening and I put in a application. Turned on the "bipolar charm" for the person who took the application, and had the job a few hours later without further ado. The job is a lot of hard work, but I like it... and they let me play with the toys, doncha know!
Ok, anyhoo, last night when I came back from break my co-worker indicated I should have a look at something: another co-worker was chatting with a customer and, well, the customer was very "flamboyant." Yes, she was a sister. I was pretty sure I was looking at a very high hypomania, so I gave her the URL of the Bipolar Planet. She seemed surprised that I knew she was a dignosed manic-depressive, so I suspect she may be newly diagnosed. She also mentioned that she used to be diagnosed unipolar and now she is bipolar, so I suspect she may be on ADs for the first time.
I hope she gets connected to the Web soon. I felt a little bad for her, because what goes up must come down on the Bipolar Planet.
Have you found the Bipolar Planet yet? Email me!
Anyway, I used the opening to explain a little bit about BAD to my co-workers AND to "come out of the bipolar closet" myself at work.
I tell you, though, hypomania/mania is contagious. We all played or tried to play the word games with her. I was up for the rest of my shift! Um, actually, I've been rapid cycling so this pushed me up to the top.
That's about it.
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