I could say it was realted to the 'DDD' (a thing we call the Dead Dad related Depression) but I don't think it's that because when that hits, it hits hard, and I havent cried, I'm just tired is all.

Maybe it's just because stupid doctors yelled at me for going back to normal eating (a.k.a wheat and dairy) and basically have ordered me back onto a pathetic existence of soy and buckwheat...blergh!

Not allowed sugar either, because of possible fermentation, thus no alcohol (gasp) and excessive fruit consumption.

This is so my digestive tract is in optimum health (a.k.a Kimberly won't have a rumbly tumbly anymore) He didn't take into consideration my mental health and as everyone knows the best medication for that is chocolate, lindt 70% cocoa of course.