I kind of disappeared off this site for a little while now, dealing with some pretty crushing depression. I don't think I've ever reached this low before. For the first time in my life, I went to a counselor. Normally, I've always sorted things out on my own, but this was beyond me. Now, I finally feel like I'm at a point where I can get back into some of the things I love, but I'm still not anywhere near 100%.

All I can say is I'm not going to tell anyone what happened, and that includes even some of my closest friends on here. I've spent quite a few hours working on how to beat this, and the best thing I can do right now is to acknowledge it happened and know that if I tell someone, all it will do is make me relive it and let it win again. So please, don't ask. Nothing personal, it's just what I need to do to move on. About all I will say is that no one physically died, but it sure feels like it right now.