Whew! I'm glad I survived the snit I was in yesterday. I'm a lot more grounded today. I am supposed to go to a Depression and Bipolar Support group tonight but I don't want to go. I'm being a snob and thinking that I don't need support from "those people." Yep, I'm one of those people. Maybe I just can't face myself. It is Friday, at least. I live for my weekends. I just have to face my wife when she wants to know why I didn't go to the support group. She wants to "fix" me. I think she is sick and tired of my depressions, my dark places.