This is a bit maudlin, but I was looking back through some LJ entries, and in early 2009 I wrote:
"On to less psychoanalytic subjects, I totally got to hug Joss Whedon on Tuesday. It was beautiful. I think I’ve reached my peak in life, and there’s no way to go from here but down."
This was not long before my first severe episode of depression.
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