I have had a few good days. That terrible night did end. I go back to school next week, so I'm excited for that.
I feel the depression coming on again. It's so weird, sliding into it. Even more bizarre being essentially perfectly healthy for four days right after having such a difficult episode, and having another one coming on.
I have a physical disability that I've had my entire life that has caused me to be in the hospital a lot (it has never been the source of my depression or been a part of it, surprisingly) and I remember thinking that no matter what happened, it was all physical. I wouldn't have mental problems, that part of me would always be healthy. It's that but-it-won't-be-me mentality that everyone has. It's crazy for me to even remember thinking that way now.