I feel the energy rebounding in my veins again. I want to take on the world. My thoughts race with all the things I'm going to do now that I am free of that void. I start reading a few books, knitting a few sweaters, going back to school, working long hours at work, scrubbing behind furniture. My body can't keep up with all the racing thoughts my brain is having.
Life is like a run-on sentence.
I feel great but they make me feel like there's something wrong. I'm getting irritable now. They say there is something wrong with me. They take me to the proverbial shrink. He says I have a mood disorder.