I had no choice. The last time I hit rock bottom was in June. Sometimes I still feel depressed. After taking the right medication and following the right treatment, I now suffer from bipolar disorder. I've been strongly advised not to be sarcastic, but I can't help it.
Earlier, I mentioned that I'm a soldier at heart. I can't imagine life any other way. I've found other healthy ways to get through the winter. I'm going to take part in search and rescue operations when snowmobilers get lost. It's stressful and dangerous, but it will give me an adrenaline rush and do me good.
Back home, we operate like a military base. There are no ranks. We insult each other as if we were brothers.
I don't know if that answers your question.