I woke up feeling a 7 on the depression scale 1-10. I tried to shake it off with 2 cups of coffee and now I'm watching a Lifetime movie (which really takes me out of myself) and during the commercials which are quite long I'm reading my latest book "The Bipolar Child" which has been like a revelation to me. Because of this book I finally understand the temper tantrums, the separation anxiety, the difficulty getting to sleep, the carbohydrate cravings. my sweet tooth, my excessive fears and especially my difficulty getting up in the morning and being irritable for quite a while after. Sorry I just went into such detail, but this book is blowing me away. My depression now is about at a 5; I wish I were at a 10 on the manic scale. Anyway, this particular morning this is how I'm dealing with the black crab in my brain. We're all there with you.