It's gone.

And just like that, it's gone.

I felt it disappearing last night. I thought I was going to be hypomanic. My legs wouldn't stop bouncing and I felt wide awake even though it was 9 o'clock at night.

But then I woke up laughing this morning. And I realized the depression was gone. It lasted for three weeks this time. Last time it lasted for 6 weeks. This time it was deeper than ever before, but it was short.

It will be back. Make no mistake. No medication or therapy will prevent it's return. It may make it less intense. It may make it shorter and less frequent. But it will be back, for sure.

But for now, I'm going to laugh and smile. I'm going to enjoy being me without the shame and guilt and suicidal thoughts. I'm going to enjoy my life the way it was meant to be experienced; with happiness, joy and contentment. I am happy today.

I don't know how long it will last. Some day soon it will reappear. But I will focus on today. Because today is beautiful.