I simply did not want to believe that I needed medication. I had become addicted to my high moods; I had become dependent on their intensity, euphoria, assuredness, and their infectious ability to induce high moods and enthusiasms in other people. Like gamblers who sacrifice everything for the fleeting but ecstatic moments of winning, or cocaine addicts who risk their families, careers, and lives for brief interludes of high energy and mood, I found my milder manic states powerfully inebriating and very conducive to productivity. I couldn’t give them up.
- Pg. 98, An Unquiet Mind, ISBN – 978-0-679-76330-7, Kay Redfield Jamison