last Saturday night by one of the few people I told about my depression. I'm still cross about it now. Am I really 'wallowing'? I stopped taking my A/D's after Christmas and had been feeling really good, had an off day and he happened to get me on the day. I've been feeling rather hurt and crap since.. I'm trying to tell myself I only feel crap because he used something I'm so secretive about as a weapon and that I trusted him enough to tell him.