“I can never tell when a color on one end of the spectrum will begin to bleed into one on the other, when the aims of my classically “goal-directed” manic propensities will direct themselves toward the morbid obsessions of my depressive vulnerabilities. And therein lies my most terrifying neurological deficit: a devil that I know exists, one that I’ve met before and never wish to meet again; one for which my own mind is unavoidably.”
