"And the forecast, I know, is that I'll be depressed."

I put myself back on meds this morning. There are so many things going on right now. I can't keep it all straight. Or something. I don't know what's going on inside my head--inside of me. I'm trying to handle it but I don't know how well I'm actually doing.

I've lost the hope I had begun to feel. I've lost my calm. I'm back in the spiraling black abyss that is the other part of my mind.

I'll just have to see what comes of it all....

"But I'll wait outside,

hopin' that I'll catch sight of the sun..."