I’m in a full blown depression still. I can’t shake it. Instead of revealing my secret I discussed the depression in therapy. It was safer. I’m not sure what triggered it. Maybe it’s as simple as a bipolar thing. It could also be the lower dose of Prozac I’m on now that I think of it. Either way I’m plugging along. I don’t have the desire to put makeup on and that bothers me. It’s a sure way to know I’m falling into a hole. Maybe tomorrow I’ll be able to put some on. I hope so.