Hi BM, yes am on ad's, and actually, I can really relate to the 'manic' thing too. Pre-ds, I managed my mental health without meds, coz I had a lot more time to analyse what helped, what didn't, I kept a journal every day, that sort of thing. So very little 'quality' headspace these days, except when he's asleep by which time my brain is pretty much porridge! Started taking ad's when ds was 6 months old, as I didn't want to inflict my awful 'head' on him.
The manic aspect is horrible actually, I get way overexcited about anything nice, or if i have new project on the go, end up not sleeping, working till all hours etc. This is great on the way up, i climb and climb and climb - I call it getting 'whizzy', but there is always of course the inevitable crash into horrible, nasty depression. Over the years I have realised that I need to avoid 'nice' things, bummer, and not take on anything too challenging either, as I have no middle ground, no lovely level place. I'm either sky high, or rock bottom. It's awful, but when I'm doing as much as I can happily maintain without pushing myself into either place, I feel very lazy, and can't help but look at my contempories, who have challenging jobs as well as kids, or whatever.
Anyway, back to the drink. I never drink during the day, have a watershed I suppose of ds being in bed, and rarely have the desire to drink during the day. (Never get hangovers either, another classic sign). In my head it is a lovely pleasurable thing I want to save all for myself, for when I'm by myself. Saddo, I know! And I would say up to very recently, I have rarely drunk more than I knew would be out of my system comfortably by the time I needed to be out and about in the mornining. Fortunately, this has gotten later and later due to completely unrelated circs, which is a good job because my consumption has definitely crept up.
It's weird because, I'm a drink every day kind of girl, never having so much that I can't face it the next night, iyswim. But there have been a couple of days over the last month when this has happened. I felt pretty grotty for at least the first half of the day, and consequently really didn't want to drink that night. And i surprised myself because I really enjoyed being sober, liked the sensation of still being compus mentus enough before bed to tidy the kitchen and make a cup of tea. Wasn't quite so keen on all the night time radio i ended up listening to, but it was lovely to wake up without any kind of fuzzy head, and without that 'really wish I hadn't drunk so much' feeling. Logically, I can't see any real plusses for drinking anymore, loads for not, but just can't seem to get that to translate into action!
Anyway, sorry, don't know where all that came from, didn't mean to hog, and blather on about self...but thanks for the space. Love to you all, hang in there everyone. x