I feel like an aficionado of all the different kinds of depression. I'm sure at least someone can relate to that idea. I was over-due for a med change before the new regiment started about two weeks ago.

It's definitely a depression except not a particularly sad, hopeless or desperate variety. I'm anxious, guilty, isolating myself and struggling with placing a lot of negative judgements on myself and my life as it currently is. I'm no where near suicidal (although I very rarely have been).

So low self-esteem, low functioning and apparently immobile definitely equal depression. So far the drug changes have totally axed any mania (which was dampened before but at least made me clean my room). They are helping me sleep better but are still making me semi-catatonic, which is not helping with the mobility issue.