Well...I finally summoned up enough courage to visit my doctor a week and a half ago to find out why I was feeling so miserable and moody all of the time.

I knew in the back of my mind that I was suffering from depression, but I really did NOT want to admit it. I also knew that if I went to my doctor for help, then he would most assuredly prescribe some sort of antidepressant for me...and I'm not crazy about taking medications.

Surprisingly enough, I have been taking the medication for about a week now, and I am starting to feel more "normal" and "balanced". I haven't had any sort of crying spells or temper tantrums lately. (Imagine a 27 year old throwing a temper tantrum...kind of makes me laugh thinking about it.)

I also decided to go back to the LC WOE in addition to dealing with the depression. Especially since I heard that most antidepressants can cause weight gain. I figured...I might as well start now while I am feeling better about myself.

So here I am a week into dealing with the depression issue...and two days into my induction phase.

I'm feeling better than I have in a long time, and I sort of feel silly for not going to visit my doctor sooner. I honestly don't know what I was so afraid of.