I'm still around, I just haven't found anything worth saying, or the energy with which to say it. In addition to the sense of both overwhelm and impending failure, I've just been feeling a sort of marginal depression. Feeling low. Feeling down.
I think the BCP's are affecting me. My temper has been snapping unreasonably, I can't seem to feel anticipation or satisfaction in anything and I just want to hole up somewhere quiet. I have been doing things--going to work, birdwatching with Jeff--but I can't garner much enthusiasm.
I've been negligent with your blogs, for which I'm sorry, though please know that I've done a lot more reading than commenting lately. Just can't seem to think of any words to string together.
I'll be back to normal one day, won't I?