I'd been doing okay, actually. Kept thinking of posting an update.

Depression's back. Skipped class and I'm curled up under the covers. Don't feel like getting up at all. Can't stand myself. I distracted myself last night with friends, but the second you're alone... it's all just an act.

Maybe at some point I'll brush my teeth, eat, and take my meds. Maybe attend my next class. Maybe.