We all get down, I've been down there too. Deeper than I'd like to speak about. I'm not trying to diminish your feelings at all. Sometimes you have a fingernail on something higher, you have to focus on that, then the next hand grabs something else. No matter what shit you are in, you can climb out and breathe fresh air. It's always so easy to type in words. I wish I could talk them, but I can't, I still suffer just as much. I'm still just as anxious and petrified at everything I used to be. Again, I'm not diminishing your struggle at all. I'm here, if you need to talk.