good days....

The problem with the good days is that you feel good and feel no need to write. And then there are the good days like today. I had a busy day, I am really tired but it was still a good day. Then why on earth do I want to burst into tears. Normally feeling the sudden urge to cry for me is PMS because the bad moods from depression are slow waves that you can kind of sense it coming. I had a few iffy days but I thought I was on the upswing. And then again if I think about it, I am very tired and when I am tired I lose control... time for a good night sleep. Then I will think about everything tomorrow when I am more awake.

bad days...

Everyone has them right? Why does it feel like when you have depression that the bad days are scary. They become like little reminders of what can happen on a larger scale.
Today was a bad day and even though I kept telling myself its just a bad day and that everyone has them, it still tugged at the dark side like a reminder that another fall to the bottom could happen any time. It makes me second guess my treatment as well. Are my meds working? Should I go back to therapy? Are all my positive thoughts a joke?

The battle continues.....