I'm afraid I don't have anything profound to say, so I'm just going to word vomit here if that's all right.

There a few things which aren't going great for me. A few things are, though, too. I'm in a transition period in life which will likely take years to sort out. Financial concerns are a part of that.

I have a good support system, I think. It's gotten smaller lately (I'm going through a second divorce).

One of the good things that seems to be the case so far is my seasonal depression might have broken pattern. I tend to become cripplingly depressed in the summertime, which I realize is the opposite of what seasonal depression typically looks like. Usually by now the darkness would have taken hold, but it's July and I'm... Doing okay.

Today isn't my best day. Part of that has to do with how busy I've managed to keep myself. I'd probably be happier right now if I'd been up to more today. I don't let a whole lot of people know but my anxiety prevents me from doing things (like going to the grocery store) on a whim. On a better note, I do have things coming up which will keep me busy, so, that's good.

I hate this disease. I seem like a regular person to so many people - or, rather, a person unencumbered with problems. Then when I struggle to do basic shit I feel like I owe everyone an explanation/reminder I'm not quite like everyone else - less so sometimes than others.

I've plugged in again with a local mental health support group and I'm grateful for that. Life is a mixed bag these days, all-in-all. Trying to stay positive and be regular about my meds.