I'm usually not superstitious, but this time I was really freaked that something bad might happen. Whether it was the lack of anti-depressants or something else that caused my paranoia, mistrust, and other non-helpful behavior, I guess I won't really know.
I remained low on the radar and my online presence was slim at best. I spent more time on the phone than I did online. The one, and sometimes only, person that I talked with was Dan. His voice kept me grounded through this rough time.
I want to apologize to those out there that would have given encouragement or just a hug, if you knew that I was having a rough time. I'm truly sorry for not letting you in. I shut out the world when I needed interaction the most.