Here is a piece I wrote about my experience
Euphoric Ayah
Euphoria it is a funny word, the meaning is endless, there is no limits to the joys it shows and displays and emits. A feeling any normal person would love to experience but not I, I run from it. Well I didn’t before but now I would if you gave me just a hint of it, I would run a mile.
You ask me why? Why would one run from the feeling of being so extremely happy? No, the question is why would one not run from the feeling of being extremely high? everything is heightened, my happiness, my interest, my passion, my speech. Speech is such a powerful tool yet if misused can become a dangerous tool to all of destruction and will bite you in the back of your neck, people normally do drugs these days to experience euphoria but I took the incorrect medication that led me to be in a state of euphoria for not hours, not days, but months and I am still always questioning whether I am still there.
The funny thing about euphoria is that you don’t know you are experiencing it, it differs from the other emotions and feelings, unlike depression where you are aware of yourself being depressed and being isolated in the dark pit of your own doomed self.That too I have previously experience to do the self pity the self-doubt self-loathing, the self consciousness, everything bad to do with oneself. Depression grips onto you and hold on so tightly bad with it reverses the chemicals in your brain to create imbalance that only the antidepressants can somehow reverse however in my case, it reversed and also did the extra damage of giving birth to the euphoric version of myself and inducing my mania.