It's about an hour since I took the Ativan, and now I'm crying. Still in bed. I wish I knew why I feel so sad. Maybe it's because my place is messy. Two hours would set the place right. It's just untidy. I can't seem to make myself do it.

I have to keep reminding myself that depressive episodes blow over. That's always been true for me. In between episodes I can feel quite good.

I just wish this would ease up.