Hey TBI. I know what you mean. I don't like letting anyone in my apartment area. I take off my shoes at the door.

It's good to have you back,but no pressure. Depression is so mysterious. I've had many times in my life where I thought that the depression was gone. Then I feel the descent into depression,and I wonder why.

My anxiety seems to always be around,but it's at different levels of intensity.

BF