So a month ago I almost commit suicide and then one of my closest friends died suddenly. It was essentially three weeks of absolute hell. Weirdly his death actually worked as a kick up the ass and I've come to appreciate a lot of the smaller pleasures in life. I'm currently maintaining a healthy work life balance, as much as is possible under lockdown, and sticking to a normal schedule. Life is pretty good at the moment. There is the nagging fear that this might just be a peak and there's a big dip coming but I can hope. The new meds are almost definitely helping. I still haven't gotten into therapy because of the waiting list but the psych ward is checking up on me regularly so fingers crossed that will happen soon. No idea if they'll read this but I'd like to thank the people who reached out to me (you know who you are). It really did make the difference.