I think that in all illnesses you have good days along with bad days. During the illness time, bad times are more frequent than good times.

I've had periods (and lengthy ones at times) when I've felt pretty good. I felt like I didn't have mild or more depression and anxiety. It made me feel on top of the world. When that happens, it makes me feel that the depression will never come back. I had licked it! But, to my surprise, it just creeps back in. And then I feel like I'm entangled for a pretty long time.

It's just so weird that I have depression and dreadful feelings and yet there's nothing going on that should have caused it. It scares me that if something really bad happens, how would I handle it?