mania stories

HAL9000 Community Member April 22, 2009
  • I was so manic once I thought it was a good idea to climb into my 4th floor window, legs dangling outside, and howl like the Wolf Man. A neighbor in the next window noticed and said, "Don't jump." I didn't. Anybody else have any good mania stories?

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  • jd.yesway
    Oct. 29, 2015
    My first manic episode and I was on top of the world, I believed aliens had appointed me "Jesus" to fix the wrongs in the world and create a new world order where I, a fair and for the people individual would change our ways for the better. I spent the little money I had on tube journey's and late night bus trips around London preaching to people that I met....
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    My first manic episode and I was on top of the world, I believed aliens had appointed me "Jesus" to fix the wrongs in the world and create a new world order where I, a fair and for the people individual would change our ways for the better. I spent the little money I had on tube journey's and late night bus trips around London preaching to people that I met. The worst thing is I wish I was still there, after being hospitalised for jumping on Clapham Junction railway during the middle of the day I've lost a lot of self asteem and motivation in life. I just don't know what my purpose is now.
  • Taco Belle
    Sep. 02, 2015
    Mania= naked in the street screaming my head off, throwing my furniture over the fence, seducing my psychiatrist. Getting arrested for reading a book in a stranger's backyard, leaving everything to go camping, sex with strangers while hypersexual, picking up strangers at the mental hospital, lots of marijuana, REAL SUICIDE ATTEMPTS, homelessness, anger, voices,...
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    Mania= naked in the street screaming my head off, throwing my furniture over the fence, seducing my psychiatrist. Getting arrested for reading a book in a stranger's backyard, leaving everything to go camping, sex with strangers while hypersexual, picking up strangers at the mental hospital, lots of marijuana, REAL SUICIDE ATTEMPTS, homelessness, anger, voices, delusions, paranoia, and way too many cigarettes. Also. There might have been aliens involved, but it could've been a hallucination. I'll never really rule out aliens, much to my doctor's dismay.
  • Anonymous
    dEv
    May. 16, 2009

    Well.. One day, i was soo manic, I thought I was jesus christ and stripped naked in the middle of the street. I layed there in the form of a cross untill someone called the athorities. And when they showed up, they hauled me in the back of an ambulance. I told them that I was sent from the future to save the world. It was crazy...

    • Anonymous
      Anonymous
      May. 16, 2009

      Amazing.

    • carlykitten
      Apr. 26, 2010

      i was soooo manic i thought i re born as mary magadlian and took all my clothes off and bowed down to the earth and rolled around in the grass thats when my friends freaked out and told me that their friend is in the hospital and needs healing ( tricked me ) i got changed into a silk dress and had so much energy i thought i was here to change the world....fight...

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      i was soooo manic i thought i re born as mary magadlian and took all my clothes off and bowed down to the earth and rolled around in the grass thats when my friends freaked out and told me that their friend is in the hospital and needs healing ( tricked me ) i got changed into a silk dress and had so much energy i thought i was here to change the world....fight crime...cure cancer...stop the war...heal people...etc. when i got to the hospital and i found out what they were going to do to me...i ran away and AWOLed ...the next day i called my bf and he tookme to my condo and the  cops were there because i started to freak out. HAS ANYONE EVER HAD THIS EXPERIENCE? WHEN THE DEVIL AND GOD IS FIGHTING FOR YOUR SOUL? THATS WHAT HAPPENED. i was screaming n my neighbours called the cops and i ended up int he mental ward for a month and a half...i loved it in there :) huuugge depression after that lasted 4 months but im ok now

    • shoebox22
      Jan. 20, 2015
      I remember when I thought I was jesus it was a great feeling, man was I manic.
    • Khoi
      Dec. 10, 2015
      I seriously thought I was the only one. God showed me both heaven and hell. My first manic episode began in May of this year. Prior to that, I was very unhappy, self-medicating on alcohol, smoking weed everyday. Well on May 2nd it was my brother's birthday and also the Mayweather fight party. If you can imagine, we all got pretty wasted. The next morning I...
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      I seriously thought I was the only one. God showed me both heaven and hell. My first manic episode began in May of this year. Prior to that, I was very unhappy, self-medicating on alcohol, smoking weed everyday. Well on May 2nd it was my brother's birthday and also the Mayweather fight party. If you can imagine, we all got pretty wasted. The next morning I heard stories about me being hugged up and making out with this guy that was there. It was the last straw. Why did I keep abusing my limits? Why was I projecting the pain inwards? Hmm. Then it came to me, if I can find the root of my problems then I can eliminate them. First, I had to get in the zone. I needed to be alone. A friend of mine wanted me to watch her daughter while she was at work. So I did, the baby was precious. She loved to hear me sing, and I would run her tummy after she ate and was able to really get in tune with her, I held her close to my womb and she found much comfort. Then I started to conduct some research. I found that energy is always trying to flow into life, we have to clear some space and it will flow the way it needs to. I came up with an energy vacuum. Where on the sides there are energy blocks, remove those and fresh energy will flow. At this point, I started writing down all the pains I had in my life, on these sticky notes, I mean there were at least 100 notes that I wrote down, I even wrote down scriptures. I prayed, spoke in tongues, anointed the house with oil. All of that. I was really dirty, I hadn't bathed in a day and I was so focused on solving all my problems. When my friend came home she told me to get cleaned up because her husband, a king was coming over. She let me use all of her skincare products, I washed my hair, conditioned it, put a plastic cap over my head, rises out the conditioner and put raw Shea butter in it and put the cap back on for 15 more minutes. When I removed the cap, all of a sudden my hair sprang to life, I could see the energy radiating from my skull, and at that moment it was like a jolt of electricity. And these thoughts started flooding in, I was an instrument, beautifully healed and ready to conquer the world. When I came out the bathroom from getting washed up, my friend and her husband were standing in the living room, eyes lit up like they were in the presence of a queen, I felt Royal. Her husband couldn't take his eyes off of me and my friend was starting to get jealous but of course she played it off. He bought us some Stella Rosa wine and we drank. I needed to leave and go home so I could get more items. Go grocery shopping for my family and to get food for myself as well. When I got in my dad's car, I began driving through the canyon, energy just so high, very euphoric. As I drove, the clouds in the sky began to form, little glimmers of lightening too. I took my foot off the gas and put my hands behind my head and the car was driving for me, literally. When I made it home I was walking inside and it started to rain very lightly, it was beautiful, clearly the Angels were rejoicing because I recently let go of all the emotional baggage. I changed my clothes and got what I needed and headed back out to my friend's. There was this quote that I held dear to my heart, "Queen, the universe is conspiring for your awakening." "Teach them the science and power of their crowns" I felt mighty to save the world. When I was driving back to my friend's house, all types of music was playing and I felt like it was my kings calling out to me. I was on the freeway, not driving but driving, I passed up the exit I was supposed to get off at and was running out of gas, I pulled off the freeway into a gas station and paid to fill it up. As I sat there ready to get out of the car I felt vibrations all throughout my body, like I was getting played with and seduced. I got back on the road headed to my friend's. I never made it back there needless to say, my phone was dying and I was turned around. Then I knew it was time, the rapture, God was coming that night and I was the incarnation of Jesus. I was in my dad's ford which led me to believe that I was on the black horse, I beeped the horn and heard 7 octaves and it just had to be the 7 trumpets. I was pushed in the car to the top of a hill, with gates closed at the top, it was a school. I hoped out the car and something came over me and said don't wait for the revolution, you are one. I took off all my clothes and started walking down the street, as I walked, the ground shook. I held my fist in the air and flagged down cars and told them it was the rapture, the cars that didn't listen to me I pushed them out of the way, literally, some of the cars lost control for a second. One guy stopped and let me get in the car with him, I told him to take me home which was heaven. But he dropped me off in the trap. A stranger walks up to me without hesitation and I believed that he was the king that was going to carry me to heaven. He took me to a motel room where there were already a few people there, it was like they were waiting for me. They gave me my favorite candy bar, a fresh pack of cigarettes and drugs. I thought we were going out with a bang. We started rapping, singing and praying. Then we laid on the bed and I told each person how beautiful they were and that they will be with me in paradise. I started dancing wildly, mind you had no clothes on. Just a t-shirt and a hoodie that they gave to put on. All of a sudden, the people I was with were gone. Three men came into the room, the guy that picked me up off the street and two of his partners. They raped me repeatedly and I allowed it because I thought I was saving them. I sang songs to them all church songs and they were trying to shut me up but I never stopped. One guy said if I gave him an std he would kill me. I told him I was the reason they were there that night and that I was taking them home. After they were all done with me each one started to leave and try to take me with them. I told them no that my people were coming to get me. I wanted them to stsy, I wanted them to see that God was going to accept them, they were worried about the money. I was ready to die, I thought that once they all died it would be my turn and when I got to heaven there would be a big feast with all my friends and family and people I've met. I stayed in the room and ran a bath and was sitting in it when the owner of the motel called the police, when they came they brought my sister and my cousins and they asked questions which I answered correctly. I thought they were taking me to my safe house. But they took me to a psych hospital which I was there for 2 weeks. By far the craziest thing I've ever encountered.
  • nonethewiser
    May. 13, 2009

    One year I bought a brand new car...and proceeded to put over 12,000 miles on it in one year.  Were I went I have no idea, because I always ended up at home each night. Most of this was done during the summer months, because my kids always enjoyed the adventures.  This was in 1985, long before I knew I was sick.

    • HAL9000
      May. 13, 2009

      Wow. I drove like that a few nights, but not for such a prolonged period.

  • Anonymous
    Syntribo
    Apr. 26, 2009

    I had a period of time about a year ago where I was manic, had just started taking Lithium and decided, very ignorantly, to add alcohol to the mix. I woke up the next morning believing I had died and that I was in heaven. This is right before I was admitted the the mental ward of our local hospital. Don't have to say that I realized I hadn't made it to heaven....

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    I had a period of time about a year ago where I was manic, had just started taking Lithium and decided, very ignorantly, to add alcohol to the mix. I woke up the next morning believing I had died and that I was in heaven. This is right before I was admitted the the mental ward of our local hospital. Don't have to say that I realized I hadn't made it to heaven.

    • HAL9000
      Apr. 26, 2009

      Doesn't sound like heaven. :-)

    • Anonymous
      bluekrystal
      May. 01, 2009

      I have done some really wild and crazy things while manic. I took out $65,000.00 in IRA's bought clothes, three trucks, a stock car and enclosed trailer, and a souped up Chevy Monte Carlo. I also dressed like a whore, smoked, drank, swore, etc. Ended up having to pay about $15,000.00 in taxes on the IRA's. Oh yes, I was pretty, sexy and had bundles of energy....

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      I have done some really wild and crazy things while manic. I took out $65,000.00 in IRA's bought clothes, three trucks, a stock car and enclosed trailer, and a souped up Chevy Monte Carlo. I also dressed like a whore, smoked, drank, swore, etc. Ended up having to pay about $15,000.00 in taxes on the IRA's. Oh yes, I was pretty, sexy and had bundles of energy. Wow. Guess what happened when the mania wore off.

    • Anonymous
      Hal9000
      May. 02, 2009

      The smoking, drinking, and swearing I can relate to. I still miss smoking.

       

      Thanks

      Hal

  • Maureen
    Apr. 23, 2009

    When manic, it standard for me to think I can save the world.  I've made reservations for all over the world, for instance, the Mideast thinking I can invoke peace.  My received a $6,000 settlement on a stolen car and gave the whole thing away to who I believed to be needy people.  I feel in love ( I actually became obsessive) about a Russian...

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    When manic, it standard for me to think I can save the world.  I've made reservations for all over the world, for instance, the Mideast thinking I can invoke peace.  My received a $6,000 settlement on a stolen car and gave the whole thing away to who I believed to be needy people.  I feel in love ( I actually became obsessive) about a Russian man and thought would could lead the world if we had a child from two of the world powers...oh my goodness, it goes on.  Dressing in at least 10 different outfits a day.  Walking in the winter without shoes.  I've also taken all the clothes off and jumped in a lake in California.  You ask me why--does there have to be one?

    The police arrive as usual.  The other side -- complete and utter depression.

    Thanks so much for sharing.

    • HAL9000
      Apr. 24, 2009

      That's a good one about the Russian and leading the world. I had some altruistic manias also...at one point I thought I would be the next Gandhi, leading the United States to adopt nonviolence. It fell apart when I found I couldn't even get a prayer vigil going.

  • Anonymous
    msr9507
    Apr. 23, 2009

    When i'm manic, probably like the rest of you, i can fly.  now that i am diagnosed, i put it to work.  i clean the house, mow the yard, exercise, etc.  sometimes just for fun i try to write down all of the thoughts flying around in my head.  i get about every 5th one down on paper.  i write in my blog (http://mike-thebigbadblog.blogspot.com/...

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    When i'm manic, probably like the rest of you, i can fly.  now that i am diagnosed, i put it to work.  i clean the house, mow the yard, exercise, etc.  sometimes just for fun i try to write down all of the thoughts flying around in my head.  i get about every 5th one down on paper.  i write in my blog (http://mike-thebigbadblog.blogspot.com/) .  and like most, i am funny, creative and smart when i'm up.

     

    i start projects and never finish them.  ha!

     

    Mike

     

     

    • HAL9000
      Apr. 24, 2009

      I remember being extremely creative when manic. I wrote several novels that way--never published, though I did get some short stories published. When I was 17 I composed a symphonic suite without knowing any musical notation, at the same time that I was writing stories, making a super-8 movie, and planning a fresco for my bedroom ceiling. I never...

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      I remember being extremely creative when manic. I wrote several novels that way--never published, though I did get some short stories published. When I was 17 I composed a symphonic suite without knowing any musical notation, at the same time that I was writing stories, making a super-8 movie, and planning a fresco for my bedroom ceiling. I never finished the fresco.

       

      My creativity mostly disappeared when I went on lithium. One of the side effects of getting stabilized.

    • carlykitten
      Apr. 26, 2010

      i was extremely creative too and thought i was going to write a novel and change the world with it! but yeah i would exercise and i always seemed like i was busy doing something...the day was always to short. i never scrapbooked or painted before but i started doing that and yoga. i started many things that i never finished. i would read like 6 books at once...

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      i was extremely creative too and thought i was going to write a novel and change the world with it! but yeah i would exercise and i always seemed like i was busy doing something...the day was always to short. i never scrapbooked or painted before but i started doing that and yoga. i started many things that i never finished. i would read like 6 books at once but only get through many the first 10 pages. lol

    • carlykitten
      Apr. 26, 2010

      the blog wasnt there it would have been funny to read it! i kept a journal when i was manic..i would write down everything that was going on in my head....well not everything but alot!

  • tls
    tls
    Apr. 23, 2009

    Okay, I thought of one that makes me laugh instead of cry. 

     

    Around 20 years ago I went on a shopping spree after work on Friday with a new credit card that came in the mail that day.  I purchased all new bathroom and bedroom stuff (sheets, towels, down comforter, shower curtain, window curtains, soap dish, etc.)  I went home and dropped...

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    Okay, I thought of one that makes me laugh instead of cry. 

     

    Around 20 years ago I went on a shopping spree after work on Friday with a new credit card that came in the mail that day.  I purchased all new bathroom and bedroom stuff (sheets, towels, down comforter, shower curtain, window curtains, soap dish, etc.)  I went home and dropped all the bags on the floor in the living room and went back out to do more shopping (the card wasn't maxed out yet). 

     

    I went to a department store (I lived in Houston and I think it was Foley's) and bought almost $1,000 in work clothes and accessories.  I told the lady who was helping me that I had recently lost a lot of weight and I needed all new work clothes.  Of course that was a lie, my weight was the same as it always was at that time (way tooooo thin because I didn't eat a lot, drank a bit too much, and self-medicated when depressed). 

     

    I also bought paint at a hardware store to paint the bathroom and bedroom to match the new stuff I got.  I stayed up 2 days straight painting and deocrating my bedroom and bathroom and trying on my new clothes - chain smoking and chewing the inside of my mouth the whole time. 

     

    When I got back to work on Monday and was still way "up" my boss called me into her office to ask if I was using drugs because I seemed "different."  I assured her I wasn't and went back to my desk and worked double-time for a couple weeks.  We all know what happened after the mania wore off.

    • HAL9000
      Apr. 24, 2009

      Thanks for the story. I've never had the shopping spree thing, though I have become hyperproductive at work.

  • tls
    tls
    Apr. 23, 2009

    Okay, I thought of one that makes me laugh instead of cry. 

     

    Around 20 years ago I went on a shopping spree after work on Friday with a new credit card that came in the mail that day.  I purchased all new bathroom and bedroom stuff (sheets, towels, down comforter, shower curtain, window curtains, soap dish, etc.)  I went home and dropped...

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    Okay, I thought of one that makes me laugh instead of cry. 

     

    Around 20 years ago I went on a shopping spree after work on Friday with a new credit card that came in the mail that day.  I purchased all new bathroom and bedroom stuff (sheets, towels, down comforter, shower curtain, window curtains, soap dish, etc.)  I went home and dropped all the bags on the floor in the living room and went back out to do more shopping (the card wasn't maxed out yet). 

     

    I went to a department store (I lived in Houston and I think it was Foley's) and bought almost $1,000 in work clothes and accessories.  I told the lady who was helping me that I had recently lost a lot of weight and I needed all new work clothes.  Of course that was a lie, my weight was the same as it always was at that time (way tooooo thin because I didn't eat a lot, drank a bit too much, and self-medicated when depressed). 

     

    I also bought paint at a hardware store to paint the bathroom and bedroom to match the new stuff I got.  I stayed up 2 days straight painting and deocrating my bedroom and bathroom and trying on my new clothes - chain smoking and chewing the inside of my mouth the whole time. 

     

    When I got back to work on Monday and was still way "up" my boss called me into her office to ask if I was using drugs because I seemed "different."  I assured her I wasn't and went back to my desk and worked double-time for a couple weeks.  We all know what happened after the mania wore off.

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      tls
      Apr. 23, 2009

      Ignore the duplicate - I double-clicked the mouse instead of a single-click to post and I can't figure out how to delete my comment.

    • carlykitten
      Apr. 26, 2010

      wow i spent 20 grand in one week! and i didnt sleep for 10 days i was so high...the mania but it was a drug induced mania. i was using ecstasy, cocaine and ghb and drinking vodka everyday. i just recently moved into a new condo and bought all new furniture, bedroom set, couches, dinning room table, kitchen supplies..clothes..etc. would go out to a club and...

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      wow i spent 20 grand in one week! and i didnt sleep for 10 days i was so high...the mania but it was a drug induced mania. i was using ecstasy, cocaine and ghb and drinking vodka everyday. i just recently moved into a new condo and bought all new furniture, bedroom set, couches, dinning room table, kitchen supplies..clothes..etc. would go out to a club and buy bottles...i just blew all my money i was saving for a car down the drain. i would chain smoke and drink and just run around meeting new ppl inmy building and at the mall..etc. my friends thought something was weird was going on because i would talk a mile a mintue and i turned really religious after when i was in the hospital and quit smoking and i thought i was mary magidlian here for an important reason to change the world. yeah it lasted about a month and a half. i hated the depression after...but am doing okay now :)

  • Anonymous
    Bossy
    Apr. 23, 2009

    13 years ago, I had my first manic experience. It was an early February morning in the Midwest, and I woke up believing that I was in Eden, and clothes were not necessary. Further, I went outside to 'walk in the garden,' to look for God. Of course, police came, but they simply transported me to the nearest psychiatric unit, STAT. Embarassed

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      tls
      Apr. 23, 2009

      That is a good one.  And again, like howling at the moon, we should be able to walk around the garden without clothes but it helps if it is our own garden with a tall fence.Cool

    • HAL9000
      Apr. 24, 2009

      Thanks for the story.

  • tls
    tls
    Apr. 23, 2009

    I too have howled at the full-moon.  It just seems like the right thing to do.  I think more people should do it.  It probably is the equivalent to primal screaming (which I can't do, even in a remote place).

     

    I started to write some of the manic moments I have had but then I thought about how those times impacted my daughter and I couldn't...

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    I too have howled at the full-moon.  It just seems like the right thing to do.  I think more people should do it.  It probably is the equivalent to primal screaming (which I can't do, even in a remote place).

     

    I started to write some of the manic moments I have had but then I thought about how those times impacted my daughter and I couldn't write about them.  Not yet anyways.  Maybe someday I can talk about it to someone other than my therapist.

  • knowthyself
    Apr. 22, 2009

    Hal,

     

    I read the title to this and thought, oh boy, some horror stories.  Not quite a horror story, but you must have been feeling pretty confident at the time. 

    I am sure what we do when manic seems way out there to others, but makes complete sense to us, in the world we fabricate with our distorted perception.

     

    Many years ago, in a land...

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    Hal,

     

    I read the title to this and thought, oh boy, some horror stories.  Not quite a horror story, but you must have been feeling pretty confident at the time. 

    I am sure what we do when manic seems way out there to others, but makes complete sense to us, in the world we fabricate with our distorted perception.

     

    Many years ago, in a land far far away......, during a 350 mile drive, I recieved three speeding tickets, stopped and fueled up my car, without a cent on me, arrived at my parents home, was declared 5150 by a designated examiner and spent a week in an isolation cell, in the County jail, before being transferred to a State hospital.

     

    Now, they would not even think of placing someone, on a mental hold in Jail, let alone isolation.  The concrete slab and wool blanket were great comforts.  At least I had my own toilet/sink, with a spout, in the shape of an eagle's head, that rotated to make a drinking fountain.

     

    Not a horror story, but not a fun place to be manic.

     

    Note: I was the last mentally ill person in this state to held at a jail, while waiting for an opening at a hospital.  At the time my mother was the State's President of NAMI.

    • HAL9000
      Apr. 23, 2009

      That's a good story. I haven't usually felt manic while driving--more often while walking. Once, in another of my werewolf episodes, I was out walking late at night and climbed some kind of rock face near home and started howling there. I've never been able to find the rock face again.

    • knowthyself
      Apr. 23, 2009

      Hal,

       

      It must be the heightened senses that bring out the animal nature; seeing in the dark, brightened colors, sharpened images, reaction to sounds, the smell of the air, and the general sense of awareness.  Let's not forget the increased energy.

       

      You may never find the face you climbed, it does not look the same without the mood and the altered...

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      Hal,

       

      It must be the heightened senses that bring out the animal nature; seeing in the dark, brightened colors, sharpened images, reaction to sounds, the smell of the air, and the general sense of awareness.  Let's not forget the increased energy.

       

      You may never find the face you climbed, it does not look the same without the mood and the altered perception.

       

      Well, it is good you have left the lycanthrope behind you.  Good stories to tell, but those men in white coat like to capture the werewolves.Laughing

    • HAL9000
      Apr. 23, 2009

      True!