Jubilant and then not
As someone who suffers from depression, the highs and lows of my life become complicated. It has taken many years of treatment to establish some sort of balance and discover the differences between the two and indeed the similarities.
Also the degrees at which both affect my mood and well being … however is is not an exact science and do get it wrong and find myself doubting and aware of a downward spiral. Yesterday, for instance I enjoyed a very nice day in Leicester printing 8 beautiful pages for a book. It was a long journey and it all went according plan and I congratulated myself; I was jubilant. This morning, however the feeling of dread is as gripping as my previous joy as I think about the next step binding them into a booklet!