Hi,

I'm a bit concerned for both of you. I know,know,know,know,know you feel GREAT! I also know,know,know,know,know you don't ever want this to STOP.

But you posted on here for a reason. Like maybe a little tiny part of you knows you're up a tree with no way safe way down? Like maybe the tiniest particle of your sensible, subconscious self is asking for help?

I dunno know guys. I'm just sticking my head in your door from out in the hallway, where depression looms big and dark and uncontrollable and maybe almost guaranteed after a big, fun, delightful, oh-no-not-me, not-ever-ever-me.

Thoughts?