Mania (Oneshot!)

Mikey's Mania

Requested by @p0pvRockvPr1DE

A/N: Hey cheesecicles! This oneshot is based off of research since I don't know much about bpd, so I apologise if anything is incorrect! As always, I hope you enjoy!

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Mikey was in his room, sitting on the edge of his bed. His emotions were swarming through his mind. Ever since Mikey was little, he had trouble with his emotions.

He tended to go from happy to mad to depressed to rage and it was all very confusing for him. The young turtle never really understood why his emotions were so out of whack.

"What's wrong with me?" Mikey muttered to himself. He had always had these swarming emotions inside of him but lately, they seemed to be getting more frequent.

There were some days where Mikey would just feel sad for no reason. He'd just sit on his bed buried under the covers and cry. Sometimes, Mikey had hard days.

Days that made the youngest turtle want to seclude himself and not be around in anyone, in fear of snapping at them or hurting them.

Sometimes, Mikey got angry for no reason. One moment he was fine and the next, he felt like punching the wall. It was all so confusing for him.

The youngest turtle felt like Raph sometimes. But Raph had a temper, he was supposed to be angry. Mikey wasn't. He was supposed to be happy-go-lucky and smile all the time.

Some days were just hard...

Of course, Mikey didn't say a word about this to his brothers or master Splinter. He just couldn't. Mikey wasn't even sure how to explain what he was feeling. He didn't even understand it.

He didn't want his family thinking he was crazy. Some sort of...

Maniac.

Sighing to himself, the orange banded turtle laid down on his bed. It was almost three in the morning, but Mikey couldn't get a wink of sleep.

Mikey was on full go all the time. Meaning, he didn't need as much sleep as his brother's due to his high energy level. Some nights, Mikey just laid in bed and stared at the ceiling until morning came.

It wasn't that Mikey couldn't sleep. He just didn't need too. He was always so full of energy. Sometimes, he felt like a ticking time bomb, ready to explode at any moment.

Mikey laid in bed, humming to himself. He hoped one day, he could talk to his family about what he was experiencing. But...what if they didn't understand...?

"Their gonna think I'm crazy or something..." Mikey mumbled, kicking his legs absently as he sighed and faced the wall of his bedroom

The next morning, mikey headed to the lair. His family was already their. "Heybros!" Mikey spoke hurriedly. A lot of the time, he spoke really fast.

The other turtles blinked once. "Hey Mikey." Splinter used a smoke bomb to teleport in. "Hello, my sons." The turtles didn't have to train today since it was Saturday and they didn't train on Saturdays and Sundays.

The turtles grinned as they went to get breakfast. Mikey cooked as usual since he was the only one who could. The others would burn the food and set the kitchen on fire if they tried.

As Mikey was cooking, he accidentally dropped a bit of pancake batter on the floor. Mikey immediately become angry, but didn't show it. On the insides, he was fuming.

The others didn't seem to notice. They ate the food Mikey had cooked, then went off to do their own things and just relax a bit.

Leo was meditating, Raph was reading comics on the couch, Donnie went to his lab and Splinter was making tea in the kitchen. Mikey was trying to decide what to do.