FUCK DEPRESSION

There is nothing quite like finding someone to talk to who truly 'gets' 90% of what you say. After suffering alone for so long, being able to do this without having to second-guess motives or be all paranoid...it's amazing.

Been talking with via Skype. She's the first person I've even gone out on a limb and connected with in such an open fashion without knowing them in some fashion beforehand. It's wonderful to connect!! It's all been pretty fast-paced too, so earlier I just had to dump some of the crazy. I doused with a bit, and poured what remained into a four-hour Opencanvas doodle that I probably shouldn't have spent that much time on. I even got the stupid leopard print on my glasses.

I'm sure the chemicals making me happy will dwindle at some point and depression will try to get a grip again, buuuuut I don't think I want to let that happen this time around.