Here goes. So at the tender young age of 39 I had my very first panic attack. The depression followed shortly. My life was turned into some kind of black hole. I haven’t been on here since August. Since then I started over. Quit my job, moved twice. Health problems etc. Thebfumny thing is I’m basically back in the same situation I was in back then. Same type of job same, went back to the same house. It’s funny cause last year I wanted out. I was pretty close to giving up. Yet here I am in the exact same management job, different company but same exact motions. I would never have thought I would have a smile on my face again. Yet here I am and I have that smile. Sure things get hectic and I have that cloud start to form overhead. The only thing that’s different now is I know I can do something else. It was a great fear that if I tried to start over, I wouldn’t have the strength left in me. I was stronger than I gave myself credit for. I’m not some special being. I’m just like everyone else. And if I can do it so can you.