Thinking IT fast and slow
I realized that our thoughts rhythm shape our days (lives) in an unpredictible way.
I realized that our thoughts rhythm shape our days (lives) in an unpredictible way.
Since I got ill of bipolar disorder for more than 14 years now, I’ve had always that habit that things happen fast (day and night) and thereby my life was swept very fast fore more than a decade.
My old fast life :
When I was in a chore (at my 9–5 job), I felt that time was going slow, but once at home the clock started tic-tocking very quickly that I didn’t want the sun to rise in the next morning.
That feeling increased especially at the time where I worked in the field (bad for bipolar patients) or when I had a frenetic boss (a very high stress and anxiety).
The same goes for the weekends and holidays. They were slipping away between my fingers in a crazy way. Even lunch breaks were running very fast that I used not to fully enjoy them.
Everything happened quickly :
The worst thing is that I used to eat fast too, which was bad for my gut and my weight loss plans where I was always a loser.
Another facet of this quick thinking process was me jumping from thought to thought, and from project to project without transition and aimlessly that I achieved too little to nothing (side hustles and writing projects).
My awakening :
It was during a relapse of hypomania that I remade my thoughts about my life and relationships.
But what caught my attention was how I was thinking and feeling time.
Time was passing too slow (for me who was used to fast thinking). I enjoyed my sleep, my breaks, weekendss and evenings more fully.
What I realized for the most is that in order to enjoy my time, keeping my ass in the bed was the worst idea. When we anchor actions and good memories with our loved ones in the timeline, we make it eternal.
Now, 3 months later and even after getting back to my job, time for me is back to what it really is : moments that I choose to spend. Enjoying it with my wife and little baby, or writing in Medium. I chose to spread my experience with in mind that maybe there will be among you someone who goes (or went) through the same experience.
If so, let me know in the comments. Claps don’t hurt neither. Through engaging with my stories you’ll only encourage me to keep writing and build strong bonds in the platform.
Thanks for reading !!!