Yesterday I felt like maybe I had made it through the tough part. Today I am feeling like I under the weight of my anxiety and depression. Just fucking sucks. I am so tired of feeling like a burden to my family. I am tired of not feeling like the Melissa who was vibrant and happy. I am old enough to know this will pass and things will swing back to my middle ground, but the waiting kills me. I have already been down longer than I have ever been. I am clocking this at 6 months. I have lost half a freakin year. That stresses me out as well since I am so close to 50 and don't have time to lose.