I was doing so well. Not super super well, but coping fine with everyday life. In fact I have a pretty good way of telling if I am doing fine or not. Do I feel guilty about posting to Depressed Academics, because of feeling I'm not depressed enough to be here?
Today I did ok at work, even had time for a nap, and somehow the afternoon and early evening passed, and I hadn't got a lot done, I found myself getting irritable, I was not happy, and I hadn't done the minimal family responsibilities I felt I should have done.
This is not a crash even in my terms - and my bad days are not that bad compared to many I have been reading about since starting the blog. But that doesn't mean I'm delirious with joy about letting my family down.