The line of work I'm in is seasonal. The colder months are slow as hell. The warmer months are extremely busy. When work is busy, work is stressful. Stress triggers my anxiety and depression, bringing up old cycles of suicidal ideation. Couple this with the fact that cool, cloudy, rainy weather makes me happy and the hot sun pisses me off, and I know I need to start getting help sometime around 2 or 3 months ago.
I didn't say I was recognizing them in time to do shit about it.
I am thankful that spring has been VERY mild, especially compared to last year. 14:30 on the 19th of June (3 days 'till the Northern Hemisphere's summer), and it's 63F (17C), mostly cloudy. I try to be thankful for what I can.
Stress and lack of socialization outside of work has left me feeling weak, though. I saw my doctor yesterday, and I set up an appointment with my old therapist, as well.
It's still hard not to have an attitude of "My life is bullshit", though.
Ah well, we endeavor to persevere.