I wouldn't say I have been depressed over the past few years, but I have definitely been off. I have watched my weight creep up, pound by pound, day by day, for 3 years. There have been brief moments when the light cracked through the clouds, but those shafts of light were quickly snuffed out by new clouds.
As I continued to fall down, again and again, my sense of despair increased. I began to tell myself that I was successful for a season, but that it was apparently short-lived. Hope waned.
Recently, the light has been shining more brightly again. It seems that the cloud is lifting. I feel like I am in better control. I am feeling "on" again.
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