One of the joys of being an easily irritable person with hugely varying mood swings is that what goes up must inevitably come down.

…and I am coming down hard and I can feel it. Post-Cornerstone-blues, unexpected work stress (this is supposed to be the calm part of the year), and a general feeling of unhappiness are all combining to wreak havoc on my psyche. I’m not sure what’s worse, being depressed or having that sinking feeling that depression is about to onset. The irony is I have all sorts of friends coming into my house this weekend when all I really want is to be alone. I’m hoping I snap out of this before the week is over. Is it sad that I’m actually looking forward to cleaning the bathrooms by myself in an empty house tonight? Maybe that will be the cure to wanting to be alone for a while.

How do you fight depression when it hasn’t hit yet, but you know it’s coming?