I self-diagnosed myself with depression. I looked up the symptoms and I possessed all of them. From loss of memory (details, events or even things that just happened), erratic sleep patterns (too much sleep/too little), complete sense of time is lost, unusual and unexpected bowel movements, anti-social tendencies, feelings of worthlessness and the list goes on. How frightening is it when you THINK you're fine and dandy one day but you actually come to realize that you aren't so fine after all because your defense mechanism has been fooling you all this time? It's terrifying. So much so that I ran away to the deepest corners that I could retreat to. But then... from a distance, I heard it... my wonderful Father coming to find and save me yet again. He knows me so well... because He loves me.

well...

i think i'm almost back to normal.

whatever normal is.