Thanks guys. I couldn't get in to see a pdoc until next Tuesday. Since my original diagnosis was over 10 years ago and with a doctor I couldn't track down, I need to get reevaluated before I can get any medication. Despite seeing the GP last week, she really didn't know enough to give me an official diagnosis. On my paper she just listed it as an "unspecified episodic mood disorder", but couldn't give me any medication.

Yesterday my husband, literally 10 times, asked me what was wrong. When I kept saying "nothing" he gave me the typical face. I finally snapped at him and told him he was making it worse. Then he gave me the familiar line "ok, I'll just leave you alone now" while he went to sulk on the couch. Again... making it worse.

I'm getting that familiar "run away and hide" feeling. :/ And I don't like it one bit.