I'm back, and of course, not the out come I wanted. Spent too much money, and have been crashing hard. I have tried to hid my illness by not letting any get to know me. "Keep a safe distant" and we will get along fine. The depression gets so bad all I can do is cry. That's hard to hide at work. The "up side" seems to get me in as much as the "down side"
I get so mad at myself for feeling "bullet proof". When I'm up I usally do something I regret. I wish I could get this deep pain out. It's not working today, so I'll stop writting. Maybe later.