PDA fae

Tag: mania

  • Delusions.

    As part of my bipolar manias, I experience psychosis. This is primarily experienced through delusions for me, though possibly I get hallucinations (if I do, I am not aware of the perceptual experience as being hallucinatory at the time). I don’t hear voices, which I am grateful for.

    The main delusions types I experience are: grandiose, paranoid and “pronoia” (which refers to delusions of being aided or helped). They centre around military intelligence and my history of trauma. During each manic episode, events going on at the present time will inform the delusions, shaping them into a narrative specific to that mania. I also find that my delusions pull in the people around me, giving them roles in a narrative they are unaware of – often thankfully so, especially when the delusion is a paranoid one!

    I often find these delusions embarrassing once I return to “consensus reality”, and have found this time that it has helped to laugh at them. After all “vampire marriage night”, without consent from the poor groom, and with the presence of vampires that looked oddly just like staff and patients is quite a creative one, I feel. They behaved well, biting no one, just getting grumpy that being on a locked ward prevented them reaching the portal back home – to hell – in the courtyard. One staff member even got the starring role of being the devil himself! I don’t usually have such a religious content to my delusions, so that’s a new aspect for this mania.

    Perhaps it feels inappropriate to laugh at such a serious psychological phenomenon, but for me, having survived it, doing so feels the best way to respond. Most of it is patently ridiculous, and it takes the edge off that which is scary, intense (usually to others) and relieves embarrassment very well. It’s been good spending time with fellow patients who experience strange beliefs, and realising that I’m not alone with these.

  • Having a future, once more

    When I was manic, I declared I’d become a human rights lawyer. This was grandiose, I wouldn’t get through law school. I do have an interest in human rights, and so I’ve been researching alternative careers in the field that don’t require law school.

    It feels so good to have options around my career. In my 20s I was heart set on clinical psychologist (because I wanted to offer people better services than my friends were offered). I dropped out of undergrad, and since then, learnt that you can’t overthrow a system by being the system. So I moved on from that goal. It felt like a loss initially, but it really wasn’t.

    Now I’m looking at working in local autism policy, or autism research, human rights work, or setting up a peer support company.

    times are exciting again, finally .. after 6 years of stagnation after my first manic episode and not being offered any help to regain my functioning,

    I now have supported housing (which is limited, for reasons) and living here and recovering from mania has shifted my mindset into thinking about the future again. This is why I call this period of time a metanoia.

    It’s bloody amazing.

    What helps in all this, is learning about the idea of the PDA flow. This sort of stuff is exactly my PDA flow.. and I’ve been so much more motivated to be functional in life because I know where my flow lies again. Existing disconnected from the flow seems to be a surefire way to be depressed for me. Even when I was manic, I was finding my flow again, and that was a very good thing.

  • Mania recovery milestone

    During my mania last year, I lost all my saved music on Spotify, because paranoid delusions caused me to delete my account.

    It royally fucking sucked.

    Finally, I’ve started finding music that makes me feel as good as the music I had before. It had been a dreary year listening to music that only half ‘worked’. Trying yet another playlist, saving the best that I could find. Hoping my discover weekly would catch on to my taste.

    My friend recommended that I search for a song and then let it autoplay – so much better results!

    An hour in, and I’m back to my dance stimmy, sensory seeking self!