Things don't seem so bleak...I feel lighter, and I laugh again. I always miss laughing when I'm in a bad place, and it feels like you will never laugh again. Either from hurting or from numbness.
I get things done, I overachieve to make up for the time I felt I was 'out of it'.
I am just better. I love when I feel better, and it feels silly that I ever felt bad, like form another life. But it always goes away in the end. Then again, it always comes back. Thus far anyways.