You know how when something great comes along you have the time of your life and you feel awesome and sure of yourself? Well sometimes, coming down from that high, instead of a gentle descent back to normal things take a turn for the worst and I find myself falling into... falling toward... depression (yes, sometimes it gets that bad). I just feel really down for some reason that can't be explained in words. Or rather, I don't want to explain it out of fear of being judged or cast aside. I just wallow in its depths until it passes or until something else happens to cheer me up.
The worst part about getting depressed though is that I start doubting everything, my friends, my actions, my life. I just want to be sure again.