Yes, I remember how badly I felt. The one silver lining after my depression lifted was how good it felt to feel like myself again. I remember cleaning out my garage, sweeping the floor. I had my headset on (Walkman era) and was singing away with the radio. I was so happy to feel happy again. There was still the problems with my son going on, but I was not depressed and it felt so wonderful. Then a police car pulled up to my driveway. I thought to myself "Whatever this man has to tell me, it is not my problem. It is Your problem. You take it!"". I was talking to God. I made myself give whatever the policeman had to tell me over to God. I was concerned of course. I thought it was so curious how I had just been singing away in my garage, so happy to feel happy again-- and I was not giving up my serenity without a fight! It was like gold to me.