Testy ol' boy, I don't even know you, but I love ya anyways. I don't know what happened on that mysterious day so long ago, and I don't really care. Mistakes were made, I got that, but the important thing is to *learn* from your mistakes. Who cares why they happened? Bad mood? Depressed? Now you know better. And I bet you could PM any one of us and talk about depression, and we'd do everything in our powers to help you. On a side note, I suffer from low level depression - it rarely gets very bad, but it's with me constantly. I've gotten so used to it, I hardly notice it unless my wife says something. And then the other day, I was walking back from the movies, and I had a funny feeling inside me, one I had not felt for quite a while. I had been thinking and talking about ponies and everypony, when it suddenly hit me - I was happy! And not just a little, I was atomic bomb happy! I was feeling like I was going to burst at the seams with happiness. And for us depressed people, I'm sure you can all boggle at what that's like. I don't know what it is about these ponies that do it to us, but I say, Keep It Up! Brohoof and hugs all around!
