I can feel a low has already creeped in on me, and its got its hooks in me. The last low that felt this full on, gripped me for 2 years, with weekly distraught and on edge with nuemorous plans. I'm alone, forgotten. I've worn myself out again, caring, and trying to please others yet again. People forget too quickly that they are not the soul people in distress, just if people dont show it, shout it through a megaphone, or tell every mick joe and harry they meet that they are in a bad place. But i forget, once you get better once your fine. Getting it from all angles, I dont have any 'safe place' to be. no where to be content. nothing. Could be: Third low lucky maybe? then will be free form this shit.