: Am just about in a position to blog about this now
Wednesday, lost a pad of paper containing many of my most recent song lyrics, along with some poorly-taken and incomplete lecture notes. My reaction was one of utter self-hatred, and I spiralled into my most severe depressive episode of this academic year, perhaps even this calendar year; the family were on high alert for over two hours after a conversation to an online friend I share with my cousin was mentioned to said cousin, who informed the rest of the family.
Thursday, I was due to make a presentation with a group of four. Precisely one turned up - me. Precisely four turned up in all, out of a possible fifteen. That's not even enough to get to £1,000! I made the presentation alone despite not being entirely prepared myself, and felt a sense of superiority. When the tutor circulated an email thanking me personally for what I had done and ordering the absentees to post their preparatory work - work I knew to be non-existent - on the student portal, the turnaround was complete. I had gone from suicidal despair to manic elation in approximately 22 hours.
Several people have since informed me that there is probably a reasonable case for asserting that I exhibit some signs of bipolar disorder, and that I should contact a doctor and/or counsellor about this. I will do so in January, I think.
Wednesday, lost a pad of paper containing many of my most recent song lyrics, along with some poorly-taken and incomplete lecture notes. My reaction was one of utter self-hatred, and I spiralled into my most severe depressive episode of this academic year, perhaps even this calendar year; the family were on high alert for over two hours after a conversation to an online friend I share with my cousin was mentioned to said cousin, who informed the rest of the family.
Thursday, I was due to make a presentation with a group of four. Precisely one turned up - me. Precisely four turned up in all, out of a possible fifteen. That's not even enough to get to £1,000! I made the presentation alone despite not being entirely prepared myself, and felt a sense of superiority. When the tutor circulated an email thanking me personally for what I had done and ordering the absentees to post their preparatory work - work I knew to be non-existent - on the student portal, the turnaround was complete. I had gone from suicidal despair to manic elation in approximately 22 hours.
Several people have since informed me that there is probably a reasonable case for asserting that I exhibit some signs of bipolar disorder, and that I should contact a doctor and/or counsellor about this. I will do so in January, I think.