I am tensed up, and I feel protective. Though still in a depressive episode; I know it will change, things will get better. But man, the crying spells and the intense, relentless emotional and mental obstacles are weighted on one's soul and heart. The nights are too short, and the daytime kicks in my insomnia. My anxiety lurks and springs at me like a jack in a box; scaring me instantly.

*sigh* I need a hug.