I could almost feel the whisper of hypomania pulsing through my veins last weekend as my family and I rolled through the Starbucks drive-thru. I squealed with excitement as the green aprons passed me my steaming red cup. As I sipped my red cup of eggnog and espresso, I couldn’t help but hope that my usual upswing was on its way. I look forward to my Christmas high–to actually feeling good–all year long. Christmas is so much fun. But is hypomania really a good thing for my family? How can I navigate through my bipolar disorder to have a magical and peaceful holiday season?
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