I had the best two weeks in over 1 1/2 years. my depression and anxiety was bascially gone, I still heard my T once in awhile but it did not bother me. I was killing it at the gym, playing and laughing with my kids, had not cried the entire time, thanked God instead of asking for his help, looking forward to the future. I even joined the Knights of Columbus to try and give back, advice I was given by many. Friday the depression crept back in and the T got me again. My family was away because I had to work and when I got home I spent all night in bad crying. I woke today at 4am and could not go back to sleep, tossing and turning and bemoaning "what happened"? I thought I had made it out. I was even looking forward to helping people on this site to hang on. What could have happened, I am heartbroken.