My mania was focused by playing cards by Brit Zerbo. Abstract lovely things that mean nothing. Things without meaning. I highly recommend them to anyone who is in the middle of a manic attack and have no where to turn without the voices following them. Those voices used to be “you” but at some point with all the self-talk, you agreed that they were “other.”
This is why I created my pantheon. If they were going to be there at all, they would be my friends and not strangers.
I will post more on this but I am seeing a person tomorrow who will help me “kick” my diagnosis.