When your #Hypomania keeps you up until 5:00am and no one can understand why. You sit alone with you’re thoughts, half finished projects, slips of random pieces of paper and endless to do lists that seemed so vibrant, doable and full of life an hour ago. Now I sit in the dead of night, #alone , in a house full of people. They think I can #getsomerest or #takeyourmeds and go sleep. Like that will make a difference. All I want to do is finish one thing, just one so that I can say I was productive. #nooneunderstands How could they? Only I can hear the voice of #Mania roaring through my head at night. When I’m all alone with these bright pieces of paper and my pens. Now I’m #depressed because I have nothing to show of my #hypomanicepidode .