The other day my wife and I were out shopping. We were chatting and having a good time. Then all of a sudden I crashed. I became super depressed. It was like was being pressed down by a huge weight. I told my wife this. She and I talked as we browsed the aisles. I told her I was okay and I was. I was worried that this "flat" mood I was in was gonna end in a crash. Well it was short lived. Later that day I was out counseling a friend who doesn't live within his means and may get kicked out of his apartment due to poor choices he's made. As I talked I began to feel better. When I left his apartment the "flat" and depressed state I was in was gone. I hadn't been out teaching or counseling in a while. I think that's what I needed. I had to get outside of myself and administer to others. I have also begun to do more kitchen therapy. I made a bunch of baked goods this past week. I am feeling much better. I know I wasn't doing things I love most...I stopped listening to music, working around the house and helping others. This is a cycle for me. I will go gang busters helping then get burned out and stop doing the most important stuff and then get sick. I am glad that I had that moment of clarity in that store to shake me off my butt to take action to help myself. I caught it just in time.