Well, I had posted how depressed I was last night. That's what comes of being bipolar. It sucks. Badly. But my friend Jeremy called and he talked me through the worst of it. He understands the thought processes involved and he calmly and rationally forced me to push back the waves of negative emotions and feelings towards myself and realize that I would get through it and everything would be ok. I have to say he's one of the best friends I've ever had, even though we have only met in person once. If you ever have a friend who cares that much about you, hang onto them. Return their care. Friends like that don't come along often, and it's been about 19 years since I had one that good. Tonight I'm not "good" but I'm ok and on the up-swing.

Check out the video my daughter posted on YouTube. It's her friend Jacob during PE class... heheheh