--- 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. Read what I've already written. > 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.