Have you ever noticed how, sometime, you feel so great about life that the most catastrophic news barely manage to scratch past your happiness before slipping away unnoticed…
But then, when things have come crashing down and you feel utterly miserable about everything, inside or outside, you cannot bring yourself to care, let alone rejoice, about the sort of good news you’d been waiting with baited breath for months until then.
All that in an endlessly repeating sequence, it seems.
I think we need a name for that strangely cyclical phenomenon…
Dave,
Could manic-depressive be the term you are looking for?
Dennis,
I was thinking more along the line of: love sucks. But feel free to give it any pharmaceutically-sponsored name you see fit.
Yep, that works too. I was trying to think of a pithy way to contrast the two. Manic-Depressive certainly seems inborn at the genetic level just waiting for the teens or twenties to have the final genetic precursor triggered to precipitate it whereas there’s something more voluntary about the way we get trashed by love. You can resist but it kills all your highs and lows. Something about the moth and the flame.
I call it the What goes Up, Must come Down phenomenon.
therapy doc – isn’t that gravity??? But then again that hasn’t been kind to me over the last few years so I think you are on to something.
Otherwise, my vote is for the menstral cycle!!
@ Dr Dave – some funkiness on Firefox 1.5 and Tiger OS with the submit comment button. It is hiding behind the dark blue information box.
Nah, I’ll get to it on my blog, but it’s basically about spinning lots of
energy, then running out and crashing. The more you spin, the more you crash. t works the other way around, too. The more you use, the more you have to make. The menstrual cycle’s not a bad analogy, actually. But that’s an every other month thing. Ask a woman what I’m talking about.