Yesterday, Monday, I greatly improved. That happens to me. It's an endlessly and frequently repeating cycle. I am down, down in a trough of despair. Then I suddenly get a lift and recover, and I wonder how I could have been so morose and and paralyzed. Yesterday I cleaned and made a cake and got along happily with my guy. Now I feel like everything will be alright. If only I could make these positive intervals last.

Thanks (((Mopey))) for the encouragement. I was kinda giving up on everything. But I am back to trying now.