Have you ever found yourself living and reliving the same patterns and cycles? The situations may be different. The people involved may be different. But you find your emotional and psychological way of thinking is still the same. Those cycles may be for an hour, a day, a week, or even months. Sometimes these may feel more intense as time goes by. Sometimes all you see is the color black. Sometimes you are at the bottom of the barrel and sometimes you are on top. That is how I felt the past few weeks. I thought I have depression; never been diagnosed and nor do I want to be. Now I am on my way back to the top. I learn so much every time I have those days. Here is a short poem that explains it beautifully:

Along the road

I walked a mile with Pleasure;
She chatted all the way,
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say.
I walked a mile with Sorrow
And Ne'er a word said she;
But oh, the things I learned from her
When Sorrow walked with me!

-- Robert Browning Hamilton