Hello everybody! I apologize in advance for a bit of a somber posting, but I feel like I owe an explanation to all of you beautiful people.
As many of you probably know from either knowing me personally or reading my work, I struggle with the lovely one-two punch combo of severe anxiety and moderate depression. Unfortunately, whether it's post-college stress or just brain-chemical soup, it's gotten much worse to the point of being nearly unmanageable.
If I've been less active or harder to reach here, this is why.
Anxiety/Depression isn't a constant cloud hanging over my shoulder, it's more like an annoying, squawking bird that decides sometimes it's going to escape from its cage and caw loudly into my ear until everything good is drowned out. There are good days, when I'm able to wrestle it back onto its perch and shut it up, and there are horrible days when I can't even lift my hand to try and catch it. Lately, the ratio has been five bad days for every good one, and that's not healthy.
I will still be around, and I will reply to comments and notes as soon as I can, but as I try to figure out the best treatment for what's going on, I may be more withdrawn than usual.
I love all of you that make up this community, and I feel bad that I've been more of a spectator than a participant. Know that I'm working on caging my birds and will be bumping around here and there.