I have lived the past few months of my life fluctuating between happy and sad and yet to call it depression or any of the litany of terms that the doctors have employed to diagnose my 'condition' would be an understatement. I have been through a 'near' near-death experience in which I followed a long, lonely, and narrow path for several miles. I was wondering if I could get the LitNetters' opinions on this peculiar situation.
