Oh yeah! I'm pretty sure those first few days where a unicorn had crapped a rainbow in my brain will be classified by my psychiatrist as a "manic episode". All I know is that's was the first time in 2 years I could feel things. Today is perhaps too good, but that figures because yesterday was absolutely horrible. I had this feeling of dread and terror for no reason. Lots of weed helped by just deadening me until I didn't GAF.