Monday

I've been having a lot of bad days this month, and it doesn't seem to matter if the sun's out or not. This doesn't bother me all that much, because I've gotten used to being depressed. What's bothering me, though, is that I'm having good days and then, when the sun sets, I crash. Hard. This collapsing at the end of the day isn't any fun, and I really can't wait for this stuff to be over.
I've got a mild cold, so it's hard to judge how I'm doing mentally, but I'm going to go with bad. (Just to be on the safe side.)