I know I've been lucky in life and things could always be worse than they are. That doesn't change the fact that writing this post isn't easy. Talking to my wife about it wasn't easy either. I didn't even talk to her, I put the words into an e-mail.
As some of you may know I'm bipolar. Zoloft has done a great job of keeping me level but it doesn't always get the job done. For reasons unknown the chemical breakdown between brain cells gets worse at times and the data does not flow the way it should. When this happens I either become manic or depressed. Starting this past Sunday, April 21st, I have been depressed and each day has been worse than the one before it. I smile, put up some fun posts, spend time with the puppy, with my wife, play games and pretty much just try to live life. The tricks just aren't working this week. Honestly, I'm a bit concerned. I can usually bounce back within 72 hours but that hasn't happened this time.
I have no plans to hurt myself or others. Do not worry about that.
More after the jump.