May 15, 2016:

Had naively thought, "Yay all better now!" And was great for a few months.

Then it was like the sudden throw of some obscure switch, some lever on the control panel, and while it's not severe so far, the backslide into depression is undeniable.

Given the choice I'd stay home. Be alone. Eat cake and potato chips. Drink soda. Stay in the dark. Stay in bed. Ignore the trash. Ignore incoming messages. Avoid women.

What now?