I think I'm back up from the depths of my own brain now.
I'm still in metaphoric deep water; haven't quite gotten myself hauled up onto the metaphoric dock yet, but my emotional nose is at least above the waves, and it feels like oxygen is available/abundant and that I can breath in an ordinary way again. I feel like me again. Hurray for the light box. I look forward to the post-season burst of physical energy I enjoyed last year. It could hit any day now.