I think I may have said before that the worst thing about mental illness is that you don't know it's going on while it's happening, because everything looks normal from the inside...but things keep going wrong, you keep getting sick, and your life slowly turns into one long journey through the Valley of Suck. So I'd like to thank several of my close friends for showing up this evening at what I thought was going to be a chili dinner but in fact was an intervention. Thanks, guys. I needed that. You're right that ten years of this nonsense is long enough.

There is now a plan of action for dealing with the situation, and this plan will be followed. I can trust you all to keep me honest on this. I am not sure that the suggested motivation is the best one, since I am a firm believer that living well is the best revenge (and intend to find out how that can be extrapolated into reprisal) and I have a seven-year head start anyway, but we'll work on that.