Feeling really bad. I talked to my father about how I was feeling, and he agreed that this strongly resembled chemical depression. He's a rather intimate expert on what it feels like and what it is. This isn't good news at all, but at least I know what to blame now. Maybe. I'm still hoping this is just a sick fugue, a passing pain. This is a terrible time for it to onset, if I am depressive. I'm not sure how I'll cope. I'll just have to find a way. I will not go on meds.
D-rev.
