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date: 2019-08-11
weight: 9
tags:
- demanding
- snarky
- questions
categories:
- mania
- mental health
- meta
---

> Tell me about mania.

No.

Wait, what? Why are you asking? Weren't you there?

> I was. I...am?

I don't think I'm hypomanic now. On my way, perhaps. I can't sleep.

> I may be, then. Tell me about mania.

No, tell me why you're asking.

> I'm more of a liminal creature, myself. It's hard to keep an ally around when depression slowly shuts down avenue after avenue of reaching one. You, as a reflection of me, become distorted while manic. Fun-house mirrors and blind-spots. I want to hear about it.

No.

Later.

I took a sleep aid. I'm not getting into this now. I was all prepped to write about poly stuff, but you started banging on the door.

<a class="pulse" href="/birds">Read what I've already written</a>.

> I was there when you wrote those.

So? Does that not clarify it?

> Will anything?

Likely not.

I will say, though, that I missed some stuff in my investigation earlier. You did come back for three brief days in November, 2013. It was at a liminal time, but you didn't stick around.

> I'll remind you that you ignored me for one of those posts.

Point.

Let's get into mania later. We owe each other that. For now, bed. And tomorrow, something a little less harrowing.

> Ah yes. Polyamory. Known for being easy peasy, lemon squeezy.
