I want to say detour depression or something like that. Last week depression had me consumed. Depression had me just where it wanted me. I didn't want to fight anymore. I just wanted it to end. But I knew what depression was trying to do to me. I had been there before. With all I had left I fought back. I got out of the house and went to my clinic. Just so I wouldn't be alone. My depression wants me to be alone, it is so much stronger when there is no interference. My clinic has a public puzzle to work on so I sat and worked on it for a few hours. People were in and out and asking me how I was doing. I couldn't tell anyone the true my depression kept me from saying how I felt. I was sitting there balling inside. Tears in my left eye. Not sure why only one eye. LOL But I was hurting. My chest was very heavy, my thought was kinda closed and my head pounded. But I sat there, a little chit chat and haft the puzzle later I was able to leave and be alone. So I think I detoured depression. Not sure if this makes any sense. I am still a little confused. Just thought I would share.