Sunday night my legs and arms started to really ache, I didn’t know why but all I wanted to do was stretch, and stretching wasn’t enough, it was helping. I had an uncomfortable nights sleep as a result waking up throughout the night due to the aching pains tightness in my body. Monday morning I was hyper, although I hadn’t yet realised it, rushing around all over the place, talking fast at the meeting I went to, getting angry and impatient with the traffic travelling from the meeting to the school.
Not realising that my brain was doing funny things and going at a hundred miles an hour I began a citizenship class on women’s rights, from the offset I should have identified that something was up. I felt like the girls were moving really slowly and everything was taking too long, I couldn’t get my words out properly and make what was in my head come out of my mouth. The girls got confused, my mouth was drying up and my jaw was trying to grind, sweat was poring from my face. That’s when I had a sudden realisation; I was entering a hyper period.
I mentioned bipolar, just to explain what was happening, to try to excuse my strange behaviour and to give me a minute to try to get myself together. The girls didn’t really know what I meant by being bipolar, and started asking me questions. It was at this point that I gave up the discussion on women’s rights and started taking questions on what bipolar is. Although only after I had had to remove my shoes, drunk some water and wiped my face. My mind was still racing, I struggled to even answer their questions concisely, thoughts were jumping all over the place, the room started to go blurry, I felt wobbly and I still needed to stretch.
The interest that the girls had in the bipolar was very refreshing, I forget that people don’t understand it or know much about it. At home we talk so openly about it, we don’t hid it and we support each other with all of the different moods, leaving the comfort of that environment for a school citizenship class it hadn’t occurred to me that I would need to explain it. I am glad that through talking about it the young people that were in that room are now better informed and I hope that if any of them are struggling with their mental health that they are able to take some comfort in what I said.
Being able to identify that I have slipped into this period of hyper manic activity, is something that has taken me a while to get to grips with, previously I would have fought it, struggling to hold my head together and construct sentences that made sense, battling my brain to stop it from jumping about. That wears you out though, and makes it drag on, as it takes all your energy and helps your brain to loose track of the difference between reality and thoughts, paranoia begins to take over and the negative thoughts start.
So what to do, having realised that I need to slow down what do I do, do I fight with my brain and keep going with the planned projects, sticking to my already planned time frames, or do I take a step back, previously I would have been determined to carrying on, to keep the plans as they are, not to admit that this has an effect on me. Now I wont, well not this time.
I know I have to reschedule things and slow down, which means a change of plans for the foreseeable future, and maybe if I can get into a slower routine I won’t in the future need to reschedule things. So what gives, that’s now got to be the question.
All of the projects that I am currently working on are things that I am passionate about otherwise I wouldn’t have my sights set on them, so how to decide what goes or gives for the time being. I have decided it has to be the Play Hard Play Fair events, cancelling the ones that are imminent, and focusing on the projects for the time being; also postponing the launch of Ethical Experiences and the projects, until July, giving me the time to get my head back to a reasonable speed. I hate having to do this, a part of my brain feels like I am letting myself down, that I am useless and I am demonstrating yet again that I cant do anything right, but the part of my head that is sensible knows this is the right thing to do for the time being. I just hope that you agree with me.