I'm having trouble fighting the guilty confusion and whirlwind that the up cycle leaves behind as the depression takes its place.

Depression - what an ugly word - to depress something is to squeeze something down to deflation.

I am definitely squeezed by some outside force, trapped in this cage of a brain of mine. Unable to focus on important things. Tiresomely working through the thoughts that consume me but have little importance or value in life.

Why is the answer so plain to see and yet so hard to grasp