I was struggling through a deep depressive episode so I wasn't working. Financial stress and relationship issues because of it. I started taking Lexapro. It was great at first, finally started being productive, a better partner, found a temp job, I felt like a new person finally. I kept thinking, I wish I took Lexapro sooner. Started feeling unstoppable, then I had serious insomnia. It was full blown mania. Euphoria. Delusions of grandeur, aggression and irritability, destructive spending, paranoia about my ex and friends, delusions, risky behavior. Fucked up my finances, completely ruined any chance of even speaking to my ex fiance, almost got arrested, lost all my friends. Rapid cycled for a couple of months continuing the terrible behavior. Then, it started to dawn on me that everyone wasn't attacking me and oh my God, I ruined everything. That was October. Now I'm here. Crazy to think just last year i was engaged to my best friend whom I had known for a decade, surrounded by loving friends, and living in a great apartment. Seems like someone else lived that life. Now I'm unemployed, in debt with ruined credit, alone, and suffering the consequences of not eating or sleeping or doing much of anything for the last 7 months. I'm only 26 but I'm tired. If I was at least somewhat functional while depressed, this would be very different. I never really have been but I always had someone around to make sure I was feeding myself and going outside. I live with my mom now but she and the rest of my family have their own lives.