He's - mmm. He's depressed I think but not in the operatic, extreme way he was last year.
The drugs work. Sort of. Well, the antipsychotics work, which is good, although they blow him up like a balloon. But the antidepressants bring on a range of horrible sideeffects. So he's not on antidepressants - he was using exercise as an antidepressant and it was working too.
But he's overweight, due to the antipsychotics (honestly - when he came off them last year, he literally dropped 2 stone in ten days. Shame he went completely off his rocker). His back is reeeeeeallly bad. So bad he can barely move atm. Without exercise, he is getting depressed. He is realistically upset that he is probably, to be brutally honest, unemployable now. And the work just isn't coming. And he's too depressed and immobile to do anything much in the way of selling himself, even if that were him, which it's not.
He feels deserted by God. In my more cynical moments I think the antipsychotics have got a lot to do with that.
God I hope he never reads this but bloody heck on a tandem, it's a bit bumpy for him at the moment.