Thanks for the hug, Duchess. But please don’t read too much into my starting the wellbutrin. I’m not really headed back to depression despite my panicky post from yesterday. I’m keeping close tabs on my feelings, and especially my symptoms. They come back from time to time, and then go away. When this happens, I hit the wellbutrin just in case, but I’m not going off the deep end.

No disrespect meant to anyone about the “deep end” crack. When my depression hit, I literally lost touch with reality. I’m not headed there now.

Last night, as I mentioned, BIL came to town. He told W that he had tickets to Supertramp. She practically begged him to take her.

So, I called her today and asked her to the concert when they come to our town. She asked me if I wanted to invite the “other couples” She said it was up to me. So, I told her that I’d rather not.

Yes, Duchess. I AM doing something [Big Grin]

It’s kinda funny, but BIL is recovering from a burnout. Last night, we compared notes. Of course, this didn’t leave W out. She’s been there too. It’s odd, though, that talking about depression helped me to avert a renewal of mine [Confused] [Eek!]

Andy