The “three buzzing conditions” are epilepsy, bipolar disorder and migraine.The mainstream medical explanation for both epilepsy and migraine involve convulsions (seizures) triggered by abnormal electrical activity in the brain. In the case of bipolar disorder, the convulsive hypothesis has never been demonstrated to the (fortunately) high scientific standards of the biological psychiatry community, and there is actually a new field of exploration centering around neurotransmitters.
I’m not impartial. General hand-waving about neurotransmitters tends to irk me, as big pharma marketing has jeopardized the public image of biological psychiatry with oversimplified and sometimes flat out false theories like the “chemical imbalance” explanation for major depression. Actually, psychiatrists have known for a while that major depression results from neuron atrophy in the emotional center of the brain; while SSRIs make your brain marinate on serotonin, it’s not until they have been on your system for long enough to stimulate neuron regrowth that relief is felt.
Also, I am bipolar. I feel that bipolar disorder being closely related to epilepsy would erase much of the stigma. Some forms of epilepsy can trigger mood episodes, psychotic symptoms like hallucinations, derealization anddepersonalization crises and even automatisms, but those don’t get all the press that more common forms of epilepsy most characterized by tonic-clonic seizures do. Actually, from my symptoms the diagnosis of temporal lobe epilepsy was briefly considered, though EEG readings didn’t show anything.
BTW I’m okay now. From that crazy desperate rant. I’m happy, plans for my birthday are going ok, etc. I think I had Ritalin withdrawals that day. My Ritalin schedule had been hectic the days before, so that explains most of the weirdness. Maybe I need some more clonazepam to make for the anxiolytic effect of Seroquel. I _am_ excited about getting out of antipsychotics, but I’m also kinda excited about everything. I’m starting to feel like I don’t need sleep, et cetera. I’m glad I have a girlfriend to keep me in reigns somewhat. I mean, I’ll do my best, even if it means running away from the possible hypomania that’s attracting me like crazy, to be “normal” and good for her — she’s been so good for me. But I actually thought of skipping Seroquel today because I couldn’t find the blister pack. Then I couldn’t sleep and found’em. I don’t know how much clonazepam I’ve taken yesterday or today. It’s 02:19 and I still feel I can wake okay at 07:45 if it’s the correct music (right now, “Over and over” by Hot Chip). But taking Ritalin right (or kinda, I’ve been too much in a hurry to split the 10mg pill so I instead take the 10mg straight and take a half pill (5mg) five hours later.