walking past an office i worked in during my early 20s, i remember being so gloriously joyful and so miserable... i know, it's bipolar, but the intensity of spiritual experiences and crazy relationships and manic productivity, and of the corresponding depressive crashes...
managing to be fairly mellow n chill these days through lifestyle not mood stabilizers is a real accomplishment tho it kinda looks like nothing
and dieting brings back some of the crazy... i would give up but for my autistic guy friends who keep telling me i'd be so much more attractive if i lost the weight