Since I'm a recovering alcoholic, I go to AA meetings when I'm not isolating...Well, I've been isolating for the past few months. When I feel hypo or "normal," I often bite off more than I can chew...forgetting that the bad times will return. In order to catch some karma, I befriended two old guys in AA who are 74 & 76 who recently lost their wives. I was calling them just about every day because they were very lonely & one of them is suffering from the beginning stages of dementia. I fear they think I just blew them off since I haven't called or done anything to help them out in a long while. I might just as well have left them alone in the first place. I feel like shite for being so thoughtless. Add that to my current baseline depression & my GF working such long hours, & I'm digging a deep hole for myself. It seems PC is the only place where I can maintain a semblance of emotional balance at times...Even though I'm just whining now.