I've noticed that I can sense when I'm about to enter a major depressive episode, and indeed, it hit me hard two days ago. I cried non-stop for hours and was so tense that the muscles near my neck were throbbing. My mother happened to come in and ask me why I was crying and avoided me after that. I had returned from a long day of school (10:50AM to 9:00PM) on Tuesday. I hate Tuesdays because of this, as I am surrounded by people and inundated with imagery of seemingly happy friends and couples. Meanwhile, I am extremely socially isolated. It has been this way ever since I graduated high school, which is funny. I remember a friend telling me that she can see my circumstances improving once I go to college, since people there tend to be more open-minded, diverse, and mature. My life has actually gotten dramatically worse ever since I went to college. I don't want to get into how. I'll simply say that it was so nightmarish that I was admitted to the psych ward thrice in less than