And so it goes

I've been waiting for it to happen, and wake up each morning surprised that it hasn't hit. Today I finally caved to the pressures of a house that won't sell and a best friend who is moving to London. I woke up cheerful and by 4pm I was a tearful mess. This is the first time I've actually been able to pinpoint the beginning of a depression. I am hoping that the fact that I can actually recognize what is happening will mitigate the symptoms. But right now I just want to crawl into my bed, pull the covers up, and will it all away.