The best part of crazy is that floating feeling. Like you only exist in a different dimension, untouched by the physical world but very much still affected by it. Of course, I'm talking about my depressed episodes.
Sometimes I would feel high and happy, others down and stuck in a place I don't like.
What I don't miss is that over-sensitivity. I felt too much happiness and sadness at frequent intervals. It became a tiring roller coaster right I couldn't get off. Glued to the seats, having to face every emotion thrown at my face.
Now, I'm better. I think. And hope.
