Just my opinion, but if I were seeing snow in my living room, I'd probably want to get back on meds. But I have this really odd desire to come across as un-mental to the gross population as possible.

Parents and significant others can be a real hurdle when it comes to getting better, can't they? My mom, as much as I love her, seems to have this "If Shirley talks about her depression, I'll just pretend she didn't say anything." She's under the false belief that "if anything, the only thing wrong with either of us is that we're a little unfocused." (Sure mom, and that's why you ended up in the psych ward for two months, playing with paper mache and yarn, TWICE. " My ex H sounds like your dad "It's all in your head. You can fix it without meds if you really wanted to."


And as a side note, I don't think your appearance is off putting at all. I find you awfully darn cute.