Gone for now

Ugh, thank goodness that's over. The shortest depressive episode I've ever had lasted part of a day, no more than a few hours. The longest I've ever had lasted six months almost to the day. They're different from person to person, and have been described a million different ways, but the best way I can describe mine is like having an endless gray fog surround everything on earth except you. It covers your friends and family, your job, hobbies, any desire or feeling as well, and leaves a totally empty feeling behind. The fog can come on at any time, and leave at any time, and once it does all you can do is get going again, and be glad that it's over.