About twelve hours ago I was sitting in my counsellor's office, telling her how good I felt and listening to her tell me that she could see a definite improvement in my mood since our last appointment. Now, I'm starting to feel flat again. Flat and lifeless and lost. She said there'd be mood swings, that this wasn't going to be perfect overnight, and we agreed that at least if I hit a low mood now that I have started having good days too, the bad ones should start getting easier to get out of.
That is so much easier to believe when you're having a good spell