ou could probably recognize the most unambiguous sign that someone has a hyperthymic personality, if you saw it, though to most people, an ability to recognize this seems arcane.   Just imagine what it would look like, if your friends tended to be radiant, good-natured people.  Yet every now and then, a few of them (and itís always the same people who fit this very distinctive pattern) get agitated about something trivial by going hysterical for a few seconds to a few minutes, and then suddenly acting like everythingís normal again as if they suddenly snapped out of something.  Iím sure that you wouldnít conclude that those particular good-natured people, are all in the same strange habit of concluding that something trivial was an outrage, then, a few seconds to a few minutes later, suddenly changing their minds and deciding that itís trivial after all.  No, even if you know nothing about neurology, it could still seem obvious that those particular people are hard-wired to have their brains suddenly malfunction like that, and then just as suddenly go back to normal.

A few years ago I was in a romantic relationship with a neurologist and brain surgeon (mainly the psychobiological fields of neurology; guess why) who has an extremely hyperthymic personality, and sometimes gets agitated following this pattern to an extreme degree, but he hadnít recognized either his hyperthymic personality or his agitation that follows this pattern.  I kept trying to tell him my stories about my familiarity with chronically manic personalities, and he kept acting as if it was very pretentious of me to say that I can recognize this without any relevant academic training, though a lot of gays without relevant academic training say that they could recognize whether someone is gay simply by looking at his/her demeanor.  I even knew a straight woman who learned how to do this from a gay male roommate, yet Iíve never heard anyone respond to an ability to recognize this, as pretentious.  (I donít have any idea how they do this.  Jeffery Dahmer reminds me more of someone who was mildly schizophrenic or on Thorazine, i.e. with a spaced-out throaty buzz in his voice and buffoonish inflections, than the stereotypical effeminate gay male.)

One day I saw my boyfriend getting intensely angry at himself because he accidentally damaged a used plate he just bought, then suddenly act like everythingís normal again, and soon after he said, ďDonít worry; whenever that happens to me it lasts for only a short time.Ē  That told me that this is something that ďhappensĒ to him rather than something in which he really believes what heís saying, that each time it predictably lasts for only a short time, and that the same thing keeps happening to him as if heís hard-wired to do it.  At that time Iíd never even heard of any emotion besides anger at someone or something else, following that pattern, but still the fact that his anger at himself, which I then thought of as ďanxiety,Ē followed that pattern was very obvious.  It was so obvious that the instant that I saw him suddenly get up and act perfectly normal I automatically thought, ďSo thatís what that looks like when itís that extreme.Ē  Iíd never seen it that extreme though Iíd talked about it with people such as Jim (mentioned on page 2).  Iíd never even heard of any emotion following that pattern besides anger at something else, and at the time that I recognized my boyfriendís, I was very emotionally upset that he was so upset.

So I told him the next day when, acting clueless, he said that what happened to him might be ďgenetic,Ē  and that gave me the opportunity Iíd been waiting for to say, ďGenetic, yes, at least that sure looks to me like itís genetic.  If you saw someone getting angry about something that wasnít calamitous by hitting the roof, going on and on like that for a few seconds to a few minutes, and then suddenly acting like everythingís normal again, Iím sure that you wouldnít respond to that by saying, ĎBoy, that sure does look like normal anger to me!í  No, thatís the sort of anger that often comes with mild chronic bipolar disorder.  Well, your anxiety also looks to me like it sometimes follows that pattern.  When something follows that pattern, I notice, and your anxiety does follow that pattern.  Anger that follows that pattern looks like something is going on [slowly with pauses between the words to emphasize them a la Patsy Cline], and for all the same reason anything else that follows that pattern also looks like something is going on.  Since your anxiety follows that pattern, then yes, it looks like something is going on.Ē

My little explanation ended there, and within a week he had an appointment with another MD, and came home looking triumphant.  When I asked why, he said ďMy tendency to get agitated is just the flip-side of my enthusiastic, outgoing personality!Ē  When in a blasé voice I said, ďYeah, but I thought you had the flu!Ē he could tell that I already knew those facts about his hyperthymic personality, and he was stunned.  Later on he again seemed baffled on how, through the practical experience of simply seeing this again and again after reading that it was a symptom of a genetic mental disorder, I became attuned to recognizing all the reasons why that looks like somethingís going on, even when I see a different emotion following that pattern.  By that time I was so used to having the flashes of insight that feel like jutting out into the infinite, that Iíd gotten to taking them for granted.

I realize that he probably had the attitude that Iíve heard called ďM-Deity,Ē the attitude that since heís a medical doctor he knows more about his specialty than I do so how could I have recognized immediately what he couldnít recognize in decades, but a lot of gays think nothing of their own abilities to recognize gay demeanors, and this sign of a hyperthymic personality is a lot less subtle than that.  Also, recognizing that this guy has a hyperthymic demeanor would be something like recognizing that Christopher Lowell is gay.  And I had the added advantage that I took that sort of apoplectic blow-ups that were directed at me, less personally than my boyfriend had taken his own apoplectic blow-ups like that which were directed at others, and if you donít take that personally can you see that itís a sign that somethingís going on inside the personís brain rather than a sign that someone did something blameworthy.  Also, I had the advantage of having had become attuned to that by seeing several people leading normal lives do that, and once youíre attuned to it then any other emotion that follows that pattern has the same look to it of ďWhatís wrong with this picture?Ē.

Iím sure that the instant that I told him what I recognized this anxiety of his to be, he could recognize it among those who he sees living normal lives, just as readily as I could, so he could see that this isnít complicated or ambiguous.  To me it makes no sense that so many people are so in the dark about this.  I mean, that neurologist and brain surgeon says that his other, unofficial, medical specialty is diagnosing conditions that other doctors couldnít figure out, so clearly he has the sort of intuition that could let him size up whatís going on and get a better picture of it than would simple analysis, and it doesnít take much intuition or analysis to recognize agitation that follows that pattern, especially when itís as marked as his.  My little scientific discourse about this to him probably answered all of the questions that he had about what makes his thinking different, solidly proven, and also let him know how he could prevent some serious problems or potential problems in the future, yet the most intellectual word that I used in that was ďcalamitous,Ē and I used that as a flowery joke.  Considering that he had a very dangerous tendency to drive extremely recklessly with little provocation, and that the obvious instability in his brain could have meant some considerable problems in the future if he wasnít forewarned and forearmed, my discovery could have saved him from some real bad problems in the future.  And Iím sure that my telling him this has opened up whole new worlds for him.  Now he could surround himself with other hyperthymics, though he was already doing a pretty good job of surrounding himself with kindred spirits, including a guy who knows a woman who starts speeding down the freeway just as readily as my then-boyfriend does, which is something like being in the Garden of Eden.  He could get plenty of continuing medical education about this which would let him help others, be attuned to people getting agitated as I saw him so he could help people by recognizing it, etc.

Way back in Elizabethan England, Robert Burton wrote in The Anatomy of Melancholy, about whether depression really does result from a normally-functioning mind, ďWhy doth not reason detect the fallacy, settle and persuade, if she be free?Ē  When you see any hyperthymic behavior, it may, on an intuitive level, give you exactly this same impression: If that person really did decide to do that with his reasoning power, then why didnít she detect the fallacy, settle and persuade him just how pointlessly destructive that was?  That sort of hyperthymic behavior, especially, comes across as something that, obviously, many people didnít independently choose to do at times!

To take another example, hereís a paragraph of something that a German teenage boy posted on an Internet bulletin board on domestic violence, along with his e-mail address:
 


In school, they always tell you about the cycle of abuse. The abuser abuses, feels guilty, is sane for a while, then does it again. They usually put this to relationships. But I find this true in my life. Thereís a part of me Iím ashamed of and I donít talk about much. Thatís the part that every once and a while fills me with so much rage, so much that I canít see through it, I canít hear my thoughts. The part that makes me strike my brother. Only once and a while. I donít like doing it. I love him so much. But sometimes, this blind rage will engulf my body, and what can I do? And afterwards Iím very apologetic... I do feel so bad about it. Well, today... it happened. I struck him really hard on no fault of his own and I gave him an awful bruise on his face. And afterwards I stood there, shaking, and I started crying and apologising and I donít know what was happening. I donít. Iím so glad Hans understands, but still. But still.


This sure does look to me like a violent version of the senseless apoplectic blow-ups that end suddenly.  Even though this boy seems to associate his regret about attacking Hans with the ďhoneymoonĒ phase of the domestic violence cycle, itís pretty clear that this regret comes immediately after the attack.  Itís also pretty clear that this was something that the boy didnít choose to do, that this was something to which he played a passive role.  He said, ďI donít know what was happening,Ē just as my boyfriend said, ďDonít worry; whenever that happens to me it lasts for only a short time.Ē  This seems entirely out-of-character for the teenager.  Probably the best way to sum up all of the reasons why that looks like something is going on (The person overreacts to such a degree that clearly it isnít just his excessive opinion, it lasts for only a short time though youíd think that such extreme displeasure would last a long time, it ends suddenly and the person all of a sudden no longer holds to the displeasure that heíd just so adamantly expressed, in most cases itís out-of-character for the person, the same people do it over and over as if theyíre hard-wired to do it, and different people follow exactly the same idiosyncratic pattern as if itís the same computer program being run on different computers.), is that it looks like something suddenly takes control of the person and just as suddenly stops.  Thatís clearly how the German kid experiences it.  Some women who saw his posting responded to it by posting on this same bulletin board messages that he shouldnít think badly of himself because we should think nice, bright thoughts of ourselves, but I sent him some private e-mails saying that this looks to me like the anger that sometimes results from hyperthymic temperaments, that in any case this sure does sound like a neurological problem, so he certainly should see a neurologist about this.  If he finds and treats a neurological problem causing this, then that would mean both that this problem would stop, and also that, for a very good reason, he shouldnít blame himself for it.  (The more sensitive have told me that Iím rather blunt when I talk about this, but Iíd rather talk about it in a straight-forward fashion than as if itís something to be em-bare-assed about.)  Itís well-established that in the case of bipolar disorder, when the symptoms start in adolescence the person will probably have more severe symptoms during adulthood than would someone whose symptoms start during adulthood, so his extreme biological instability during adolescence could mean that getting them under control now could have prevented some extremely vicious behaviors when he became an adult.

Ironically, since then Iíve diagnosed another neurologist, and this followed exactly the same pattern.  What I recognized as hyperthymic in him, was that his usual demeanor has the same sparkling quality that Phil Spectorís demeanor has when heís in a good mood.

Just like my first experience with diagnosing a neurologist, when I first told this neurologist that he obviously has a hyperthymic personality, he reacted with an attitude of M-Deity, as if I was pretty nervy to say that I am familiar with something in his medical specialty, which he obviously isnít familiar with.  No, all that I was saying was that in my life I just happened to have run across something, and then became familiar with it, something that he didnít happen to have run across.  No one can run across everything.  And regarding the fact that his medical education didnít familiarize him with this, yes, it is awfully strange that something this common isnít covered extensively.  Thatís one reason for these webpages.

I kept insisting that he talk about this with someone whose professional opinion he does trust, and he kept reacting with the usual M-Deity.  Then, one day, after I e-mailed him some articles that told of how passionate and exciting is the marriage of a celebrity hyperthymic I know, that neurologist suddenly was convinced that what I was saying about him could be right.  (!)  When I saw him a few years later, he seemed to have talked about this with a professional who knows about this, since that neurologist acted very enthusiastically friendly towards me, and kept referring to how smart I am.

Ironically, a few days before that, I was talking with my general practitioner about how my ability to recognize hyperthymic personalities impresses people far more than it really deserves.  Simply because few people are familiar with this, it seems arcane, and therefore, it seems like rocket science.  Not, this isnít rocket science.  He said that since I have a skill that so impresses people, I might as well keep using it.  And a few days later, I find myself in another situation where my ability to recognize this seemed to be rocket science.  No, recognizing such things as someone getting hysterically agitated about something trivial for a few seconds to a few minutes and then suddenly acting like everythingís normal again, and someoneís demeanor being as consistently effervescent as a chronically depressed personís demeanor is consistently depressed, isnít rocket science.  Iím sure that now that someone finally told these neurologists the specifics of hyperthymic personalities, theyíve seen how easy it is to recognize them.


 
 

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