I've been feeling the wolves circling all week. I've been trying to hold them off, and there were moments I felt on the brink of winning - but today I had some bad news, and that was it, my spirit gave up the ghost. I feel completely demolished. I feel like crying for what a worthless failure of a human being I am. I'd had such a good few weeks building back up, feeling better than I had done in a long time, and achieving more. I feel like that demented illness in my head is cackling uproariously, as if to say "you didn't actually think you were going to feel better did you?"