You know, you say that, but I've always joked that I'm sort of bipolar and last night I was wondering whether there's actually something wrong with me.
Sorry, I should have clarified - that wasn't a joke. I have bipolar disorder (type II). As Cashmere says, it's a milder form of the condition (never feels very mild, of course...!)
P-C, if it's interfering with your life, or your ability to enjoy your life, talk to someone.
I would agree with this. My symptoms used to distress me (and others) a whole lot, so I got help for them. These days I'm at a sort of 'maintenance' level, where they don't worry me so much because things don't get so extreme. I had to do a lot of work to get here, though. I'm still crazy, but I have many coping strategies these days. Including a wonderful Girl who makes phone calls for me, when I am having meltdowns of various sorts. Even if she has to make those phone calls from Israel.
P-C, do you know things that help? For example, I know being around people can make me crazy, so I try not to be, if I start getting stressed. Some people find it helpful to make sure they get enough daylight, as Fred Pete says (I have a daylight lamp by my bed which helps with that). Other people find that eating better makes a difference.
Talking of my wonderful Girl, she just broke a massive family taboo and told her grandmother that she's a dirty lesbian*. She has been banned from doing this since she told her parents, many years ago, but she decided she wants her grandma at our wedding. Turns out her grandma already knew, and is being lovely about it. It's as sweet as when my mother blurted it out to my grandmother, and the next day the two of us were invited to my grandmother's for Sunday lunch.
*OK, probably she used less scary words.