Then again, changing drugs is one thing... but why is the depression so long-lasting this time? I've got evidence in front of me. It's definitely over a year longer than my last major depression already, and it's the longest major depressive episode I've ever had. The drugs can't be making it last... can they?

Last year, with my diagnosis, I was a person whose life had been severely disrupted by tragedy and genetic mental illness, but who was moving forward.

Now, I'm a perfect mental health patient. Reliant, helpless, and hopeless... with no end in sight. It's almost as it, by going the way of figuring out what was happening to my moods, I've made some kind of horrible mistake.

*firmly squashes down immediate conspiracy thought regarding pharmaceutical companies*

Damn... now I've thoughtlessly overdosed on kitkats. *sighs*