Well, I'm glad to say my Depression and Anxiety have gone down decently enough that I can feel like a regular human being again. I'm still having bouts when trying to move myself towards getting back into my artistic ambitions, but one step at a time. I can at least get through the day without feeling like a stain on existence. Still, I see the world around me and wonder what the hell is going on. It feels like things are getting worse and worse, and others are ruining it for those of us who want to enjoy this world and our lives. It's times like these that I wish that this was some kind of false reality, and that I'd wake up and I'd be back in my childhood home, I'm a little kid again, and that this reality and all my memories of it quickly fade from ever being. In this true reality, the world is better, the future is better, and even though there is still the usual suffering and difficulties of life, they're not as bad. Sorta like the false reality was the darker version. I would love that reality, and I will make sure to continue to wish and pray for that reality.