As Churchill used to say, depression was the black dog on his shoulder. This week I've been pretty much visited by the black dog on a daily basis, but oddly enough I don't really know why. I think its probably an accumulation of lots of things. I've done too much at work, the weather is affecting me big time. I find hot weather increases muscle spasms and general pain. I've also got more muscle fatigue and everything I do seems to take that bit more physical effort. I've had a couple of difficult conversations to deal with and I'm stressed out about the car. I'm tired and was very tearful today and Im finding it difficult to talk to anyone. So apart from that I'm just fine.
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