Lately, I've been feeling down. As
someone who has struggled with depression and anxiety throughout my
life, I suppose this feeling should be old hat by now. This time,
though, it's a bit different, as I've spent the past year doing a pretty good job of finding my sanity and keeping the negatives in
check:
Sometime last year, I
simply became fed up with a lifetime of meloncholia and self-hatred.
Nerd that I am, I began researching neurotransmitters and determining
the nature of my own imbalances based off years of personal data.
Then, I began to study the action of the transmitters and taught
myself a form of biofeedback contingent on recognizing the
warning signs of an imbalance forming and responding with methods
that would correct the situation before it became unmanageable. The
results were nothing short of miraculous and I began a process of
finding the happy me that had been hidden under layers of sad for so
long I had almost forgotten she existed.
