Bipolar or not bipolar?
I'll give two instances. If you know what being bipolar is, please tell me if there is a possibility of each instance having to do with a person with bipolar disorder.
#1: My dad)
This guy is Mr. Mood Swing. We work together, and even our coworkers and I are debating on whether or not males can experience menopause, with him being our subject. He can walk in the house, a happy guy, and then something randomly wrong happens (like the cat knocking something off the table), and then he turns into Godzilla. Almost literally breathing fire with his fierce words, he goes on tangents on, "How many times have I told you not to..." and somehow try to blame the said random incident on you or someone else in the same room.
He'll be sitting down, watching TV. He's happy, a chill guy. He gets up to cook himself a meal and sees that there are some bowls in the sink. Suddenly he's Mothra. He SCREAMS at the top of his lungs: "MORE BOWLS IN THE SINK!? GODDAMMIT!" and instead of just going about, cooking his meal, he decides to not only wash the said bowls, but slam them around the sink, near-breaking them, while he washes them.
Eating out with him is like rolling the dice. He's either going to completely enjoy himself, or he's going to find some reason to YELL at the waiter/waitress and ensure that our food gets a few extra loogies in it. He once yelled at a waitress for giving him a coffee cup with a small chip in it, because "BACTERIA CAN BUILD UP IN THE CHIP!" He also once made a poor teenage girl cry because she accidentally printed out the wrong movie tickets by calling her stupid, incompetent, and other un-called-for names.
#2: Myself)
I am a very, very, VERY emotional guy. Thing is, I never show it. I have friends who look at me, and say stuff like, "I can tell by your eyes that you're very unhappy," or, "Is there something wrong?" at the most random times. When depressed, I let it build up inside me until I get a chance to be alone and then I let it all out. Thing is, the smallest thing can make me depressed, while at the same time, the smallest thing can change that depression to a situational happiness. When something wrong happens, no matter how small it is, my chain of thoughts link that occurrence to something else negative, and so on until all that I think about are these negative thoughts that completely sadden me. When something good happens, no matter how small it is (I've noticed that a smile from someone could trigger this), I start thinking of other positive things and then I'm a super-happy guy again.
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